Silence

For a century, I’ve been driving away every family that dared to claim me as their home, reveling in my solitude even as a forgotten part of me ached for something more.

Then they arrive - three men who laugh at my hauntings, who speak to me with a familiarity that stirs something deep within my foundations. They taunt me. Dare me to do my worst.

As these strange, terrifying mens’ All Hallow’s Eve ritual tear through the veil of time and magic, I find myself confused and untethered. No longer in charge. Unable to scare them away, now I’m the one to submit to the merciless whims of my new masters.

How did this happen, and what does it mean that I seem to like it?