Bungalow
I am Bungalow. A brick construct in my sixties, I was born with the stain of original sin on my soul. Oh, the things I have seen. Spend some time within my walls. Welcome home.
Agatha returns to her childhood bungalow to care for her vulnerable mother and for the first time in her life has her all to herself—the perfect opportunity to have that chat where all the unsaid things are finally said.
However, little does Agatha know that Bungalow, groaning under the weight of the secrets it has witnessed, has a mind of its own.