The old house stood defiant against the encroaching city, a relic of a bygone era. It was a sprawling, Victorian mansion, with turrets and gables that seemed to whisper tales of the past. To most, it was a spooky eyesore, but to Anya, it was a treasure trove of secrets.Anya was an antique enthusiast with an uncanny ability to connect with objects. She could sense the history imbued in every piece, the stories etched into the wood and metal. When she heard about the old mansion being put up for sale, she knew she had to see it.The moment she