Do not argue with the ghost. Gyudyul

I now live outside the city, in a mansion, stolen by roses. Everything here would be fine, but our villa, a “tea rose”, is more like a cozy country house, but a decoration to horror! Inside there is a pink room with many terrible dolls, and in the garden there is an old statue that my younger sister is now talking! At night, strange sounds are not allowed to fall asleep, and I begin to guess that the ghost has drew in my sister...