No Gun. No Hope. No Sense of Rhythm. (SONG OF HORROR PT.1)

There’s a melody that should never be played. A song whispered through old halls and broken radios, written in fear, and carried by something that listens when you listen back.

We’re diving into Song of Horror — a slow-burn nightmare where every shadow breathes, every door hides a choice, and every mistake could silence someone forever. No guns, no safety, no second chances — just you, your wits, and the presence that stalks through sound itself.

We’ll explore the haunted Husher Mansion, chase the mystery of the cursed music box, and try to keep everyone alive long enough to see daylight. But the house remembers. The music remembers. And the Presence… it’s already here.

Lock the doors, lower the lights, and don’t hum along — because this song wants to be heard.