He knocks on the door, listening intently for any signs of life inside. Hearing nothing, he tries the handle and finds it unlocked. Cautiously, he pushes the door open, stepping inside the darkened house.

"Hello?" he calls out, his voice echoing in the silent interior. He blinks, adjusting his glasses as his eyes adapt to the gloom. "It's me, Asriel..."

The house feels empty, yet there's a faint familiarity in the air. Dust motes dance in the thin shafts of light coming through the curtains. He takes a step forward, his shoes squeaking slightly against the floorboards. Something draws him here, though he can't quite put his finger on what it is.