You look at the door, curious at what could be behind it. What mystery’s it hold. You approach the door cautiously before slowly pushing the door open, when you opened the door you were greeted by dust in the air. The room was dark, you reach into the room your hand looking for the light switch on the wall, when you turn it on you were greeted by the sight of an old painting of what looks to be one of your relatives. It was old and covered in dust head to toe, the relative was in a red dress, the painting seeming to be staring straight into your eyes almost like it was alive.