Arthur Ellis moves to a seemingly peaceful hamlet with only five houses, expecting solitude and perhaps even peace. Instead, he gets an unsettling house across the street, odd locals, and strange things happening at night. As Arthur tries to piece together what is happening, it becomes clear that the village is hiding something - and whatever lives at number 330 isn't happy about his arrival.

She had a ritual. She would put on her makeup and her wig, smile at the mirror and admire how pretty she was. It was her secret, but only I knew. You might ask, why does she come to my house to do her makeup, and all of that? Because she is married and a 34 year old man. A bit early for pride month, but glad I finished before the deadline! I hope you guys like it, leave me sum feedback and support me and LGBTQ doods and dudettes!