"The clinking of chains..." They said you were sick. Prescribed pills. Begged you to stay in touch. But you chose solitude — just you, your cat, and the old house. "The clinking of chains..." You wake up, as always, to feed your cat. But something is off: one of the doors is locked, and the key is nowhere to be found. A metallic ringing echoes in your head. In the bathroom, something rotten flickers into sight—then vanishes. And on the mirror... a note from your childhood doll. Memories stir. Your grandmother’s curse — forgotten, but never gone. "The clinking of chains..." Why did she do this to you? "The clinking of chains..." As you explore the house, you piece the doll back together — and suddenly, a hidden passage appears in the garage. It leads to a world from your dreams. Or your past. Or your madness. Endless stairways, coffins in the walls, worm-infested tunnels. They call to you — and terrify you all the same. "The clinking of chains..." What is that damned sound echoing in your mind?
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