Ivory was living just fine by herself in her little home in Toronto, Canada. She heard weird things every now and again in the dark, but recently, things have gotten worse. Brick, her cat, getting locked in rooms, sentences written in blood on the mirrors, things get smashed and ruined, and rooms being torn apart. She came home from work one day with her best friend, Gray Wood, and he began coming every night to help clean things up. Every single night was like this when she returned home. Something was ruined. What was she supposed to do about it?