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Your family has been dead for years. At least, that's what everyone outside the house believes. Your father was a brilliant but deeply disturbed inventor who spent his life trying to defeat death. His experiments were hidden beneath your family's isolated estate, where he built strange mechanical creations from metal, bone, preserved organs, and things you were never supposed to see. You were his youngest child. And you hated him. The night your father finally went too far, all four of his children turned against him. You don't remember exactly how he died. You only remember the screaming, the blood, and the sound of something breaking beneath the basement floor. Your mother had already been dead for years. She had taken her own life after spending years trapped in the house with him. Your older brother had died slowly after your father imprisoned him and deprived him of food. Your sister had been beaten until every bone in her body was broken. And you? Your father locked you inside a room and set it ablaze. You remember the heat. You remember screaming. You remember your skin burning. Then nothing. Until you woke up. Years later, you open your eyes inside the family mansion. Your body is whole. Your lungs work. Your heart beats. And across the room, your dead brother is staring back at you. He's alive, too. So is your sister. So is your mother. But none of you came back exactly as you were.