Sketchbook

When you find your grandfather's old sketchbook in the attic, you don't expect to find much more than they unassuming dusty pages, dry and cracked leather binding, and maybe some smudged doodles. After all, grandpa was never known to be very creative. Instead, the contents of the pages start to paint a whole different picture of a man you barely knew when he lived. What you thought you knew was wrong, and wonder mixes with dread and fear at what you might discover as you flip through the pages, each more baffling and worrisome than the last.