The last descendants of Arlott have died and left the wife with the family's surname. A mansion passed through generations, yet she was unaware of this mansion's existence. Her husband died in an odd and despicable way as if he knew his doomsday, was it a disease that corrupted him or was it the works of someone? Lilith is to unravel everything by what her husband had left for her. The mansion.

Stuck in the forgotten era, she came to a stop before the wooden door. It was loose and the door is barely hinged, the knob rattled open. In her sight, stood a 'person'   ?   ? her hands waver in fear, her scream is just behind her throat, she felt her knees give up. The clock ticked slowly with every second felt eternity. "It was you two" she exclaimed.

lead me to the mansion

The mist of the morning came upon Lilith as she trudges around the garden. She hummed her way, picking out the living flowers left in the half-dead condition of this place. There were merely flowers present in the garden, but she managed to collect some purple chrysanthemum and camellias. 


Her wicker basket hung around her left arm as her other hand cut the stem of these flowers. “I hope she’ll feel better” she sang to the leaves surrounding the plant. 


The cobblestones were almost fully covered by the falling tree leaf of the autumn season. Lilith was glad to find different plants and flowers in the garden that she gathered, she brushed through her hands to the piled flowers on her open basket. 


Lilith entered the mansion by the time the sun has risen, and birds start to flutter their wings. Putting off her robe to the stand and off her hat too, she was surprised by the sudden appearance of Ada when she had turned to the right corner of the house. 


Where is it then?