Beholding sounds of metals colliding each other, clicking things like it was the tic of a clock, a room that was built to cage someone, a place that one could call a prison hell, everything inside of the area seemed like it was created to allure monsters of the night when it was used to collect people who have been sentenced to death. Those people were no other than the Zest household and how the screams turned like constant harmony for the darkness - that it never even gave them tiny light of peace to live like an ordinary people.