A small white mochi with a red cowlick and red eyes and sunglasses comes zooming down the right hallway to the front entrance. It hops up and tries opening up the door only to find it won't open. The thing plops back down and stares at the door, the scowl on its face deepening. Dark comes over the mochi as it turns around only to face IT.
"SQUEEEE!"
A deserted house in the mountain
About three hours on foot
From the world summit place.
No one knows how long it has been there
Or who used to live in it.
Rumors said that it was… haunted.
And so our story begins…