They say the house doesn't exist.
That it is a myth—a legend told by thieves and treasure hunters who whisper of riches hidden beneath an invisible pyramid. A story passed down through the years, but one that no one truly believes.
But it is real.
And within it, she waits.
Her name was once Seraphine—a name that used to sing with warmth, but now it is a memory wrapped in shadows. Once, she was human. Once, she had a life—dreams, desires, love. But that was before the curse, before the house swallowed her whole. Now, she is but a ghost, tethered to a tomb of gold and forgotten secrets.
The pyramid stands—sharp and cold, rising like a wound out of the earth—but no one can see it. Not unless she allows them to.
And even then, they only come for one thing.
Gold.
They come in search of the treasure, driven by desperation, greed, and hunger for power. But none of them come for her. None of them see what lies beneath the gold, the endless corridors, the chambers full of history and death.
They never stay.
Because once they set their eyes on the house, once they enter, it becomes impossible to leave.
Seraphine is the keeper. The protector. She guards the secrets buried deep within the walls, the treasure that could change everything. She watches, silent and unseen, as they search, desperate to find their way inside. She could let them find it. She could open the door. But only if they are worthy.
Only if they are the one.
But in her centuries of waiting, no one has been.
They come, they take what they want, and when they try to escape, she kills them.
Each one.
She buries them in the graveyard behind the house, their bodies a testament to the men who dared to dream of freedom but only found death.
And yet, Seraphine still watches.
She still waits.
Because even after all this time, she cannot let go of the hope that one of them will stay.
One man who will see her, not the gold. One man who will love her, not the treasure she guards. One man who will never leave.
Until then, the house waits. The tomb remains hidden.
And Seraphine... she is trapped, endlessly, in the glass tomb.