In the ruins of the Marionette Theater, Ash hangs between memory and motion. Their limbs bend too smoothly. Their thoughts echo like rehearsed lines. They were never born-they were assembled. And now, the strings are starting to tighten. After inheriting the decaying theater from a mother they barely knew, Ash returns to Gravenhurst expecting dust and silence. Instead, they find a stage that remembers. Whispers drift from behind the velvet curtain. Shadows twitch in the wings. And the marionettes backstage look eerily familiar. Ash begins to unravel the truth: they are not just haunted by the past-they are part of it. Crafted for a role they never chose, trapped in a performance that never ends, Ash must decide whether to follow the script... or cut the strings.