<div style="text-indent:1em;">Many adventures start on a bright and sunny day where new possibilities occur, but for this family that’s not the case. No, a bright and sunny day suited an adventure for bright people with bright futures, and sunny dispositions in their hearts. For this family’s adventure the thing that suited them the most was a dull and dreary day with dark clouds overhead, small drops of rain falling from the gray skies, and devoid of any sunlight whatsoever. It was the perfect start for an adventure, no, a tale full of misery, despair and the occasional body mutilation and injury due to the many horrors that this tale will tell. Yes, this was the start of something truly unforgettable, and not for the good reasons.</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">The prologue of this tale started a week ago at a funeral. It was a small service for a small family for a father that met his end during an “accident” while working on a case. He was a man who worked hard to protect his family from the dangers that he knew was out there. It was at this funereal that the lives of those who survived Henry Locke would be changed once more because of a certain man with a proposition.</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">A man wearing a dark colored suit with an offer too good to be true that it seemed impossible, but it was the truth, approached these people. He offered them money, land, a manor, and a life that rightfully belonged to them. The best part of it all was that he offered them a new life in a place that is theirs to call home.  Only a fool would pass up on this offer. They were definitely mourning, but they were eager for a chance at a new life.</div><br/><div style="text-align: center;">---</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">It had only been a day since they had moved. They haven’t even unpacked yet and things were already going down the drain for them. That “suit” was not lying. They did have a mansion, but it was in no condition to support a family. There was water, gas, electricity, and a lot of history, but that was not enough. The place was an antique in desperate need of life. Sure it was still standing still and wouldn’t collapse any time soon, but that doesn’t mean that the walls needed a touch up, the pavement needed fixing, the lawns needed mowing, and the greenery needed some pruning. When all is said and done the KeyHouse is an amazing place to live and that’s something that many of the locals admit, but they also admit that in the years of absence something dark has been growing inside, but what that is it’s something that only the Locke’s can find out.</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Under the dark grey skies of Lovecraft Massachusetts the live of the current generation of Locke’s would begin their miserable of tale one lazy Friday afternoon.</div>