Arriving at the location, Ash realised this place wasn’t abandoned. No, it was well cared for, and it was someone’s home. The garden was tended to, and the flowers died due to the cold weather, but despite that, they still looked somehow in place.
He knocked on the door, and a man answered. He was tall and had large muscles; he wore a suit and, unfortunately, had no hair as he led the way through the home. The white marble seemed to be everywhere, with the bright white wallpaper. He had seen expensive paintings on walls, and through this hallway, there had been pillars of stine with statues on them.
The owner of this villa was wealthy. Nice. But did that mean Carter was rich? Was it Carter who owned this villa? Then it was not so lovely. Ash continued walking; when he realised he was bei
