あらすじ
Seen from the outside, it’s an old arch-windowed house overlooking a field isolated from the center of the village. But the rooms of this dark haven of demons hide unimaginable secrets. It was within those very four walls that an artist ordained to Lucifer killed himself with a razor blade in the winter of 1931. Many occultists maintain that his ghost still wanders like a shadowy agent of evil, desecrating the bodies of those who come too close to his hypnotic, diabolical allure...
