La Casa De Las Profundidades [2027]

A dining table was set for twelve, the food still steaming.

"Welcome home," a voice echoed from the walls. It sounded exactly like her own.

Against every protocol, Aris engaged the airlock docking sleeve. The house shouldn't have been there, yet the pressure gauges inside the manor read a steady one atmosphere. She stepped onto a plush velvet rug that felt dry to the touch. The Interior

Aris looked at the portrait at the end of the hall. It had changed. It now showed her sitting at the head of the table, her eyes turned to salt, waiting for the next submersible to descend. If you'd like to continue this story, let me know: Should Aris try to or negotiate with the house?

Clocks ticked on the walls, all synced to the same second.

A dining table was set for twelve, the food still steaming.

"Welcome home," a voice echoed from the walls. It sounded exactly like her own.

Against every protocol, Aris engaged the airlock docking sleeve. The house shouldn't have been there, yet the pressure gauges inside the manor read a steady one atmosphere. She stepped onto a plush velvet rug that felt dry to the touch. The Interior

Aris looked at the portrait at the end of the hall. It had changed. It now showed her sitting at the head of the table, her eyes turned to salt, waiting for the next submersible to descend. If you'd like to continue this story, let me know: Should Aris try to or negotiate with the house?

Clocks ticked on the walls, all synced to the same second.