Derek sat in the dimly lit apartment, scrolling through his system menu, when his phone suddenly vibrated on the counter. The number was unfamiliar, but something told him he should answer. With a flick of his wrist, he picked up the device and pressed it to his ear.
"Mr. Carter? This is Olivia from Crestfall Realty. I'm calling regarding your recent property acquisition."
Derek raised an eyebrow. "Property acquisition?"
"Yes, sir. The Elysium mansion at Blackridge Heights has been officially transferred to your name. Congratulations on your purchase. We would like to arrange a tour for you to inspect the estate at your earliest convenience."
Derek leaned back, a smirk tugging at his lips. He hadn't bought anything—at least, not through legal means. He already knew who was behind this.
[Ding! System Notification: Congratulations, User! You are now the proud owner of a totally not haunted, absolutely not cursed, ominous-looking mansion on Blackridge Heights!]
