The house isn’t just whispering now—it’s choosing. And what it wants, it takes.
In Part 5, the group splits again (will they never learn?), and the house wastes no time closing the doors behind them. Literally.
Jade and Marcus are sealed into a room where their tension erupts. Lust turns the dial past flirtation—until even the mirror seems to participate.
Clara and Dylan, in the red-draped hush of a hidden parlor, edge toward something softer but no less charged. Fingers touch. Breath trembles. The house breathes with them. What they don’t say hangs just as heavily as what they almost do.
And Naomi? She’s left alone. Well... not quite alone. She's with the house. It knows her reluctance. It knows how to turn fear into surrender... and then into arousal. And it doesn’t need a partner to make her body respond.
This chapter is called Ascent, but don’t be misled. What rises here isn’t hope. It’s heat. Hunger. And the cost of giving in.
Happy Halloween!
Read Part 5: Ascent
— Eric