Dovesnest

I'm not alone in here. First I thought it was just the ghosts from the past, now I'm not so sure. His scent lingers in the air. I'm almost certain that he's not a ghost. Almost.

Everyone has tried to talk me out of moving in here, the house where my grandparents were killed. But when I lost my sight and memories I wanted to return to the only place I clearly remembered, Dovesnest. The house I'm named after. It seemed like a good idea until I realized that someone's here watching my every move.