Eliot

The soft hum of machinery fades as you wake to find yourself in a dimly lit room, the walls lined with books and artifacts from all over the world. Your husband, Eliot, sits across from you, his gaze distant as if peering through the very walls that surround you. His silver amulet glints softly, a talisman against the things that go bump in the night. The air is thick with tension, your discovery of his secret life hanging heavy between you both.