On a rainy day in Oakwood, a woman in black walked down Main Street with a black umbrella. Her swift pace and mysterious appearance left the townspeople feeling uneasy. When a gust of wind flipped her umbrella inside out, she paused briefly to fix it, revealing a glimpse of her ghostly features before disappearing into the rain. The memory of her haunted the town for days to come.

Alone but never lost since another door is always around the corner.