The Rooms That Change at Night

Architect Lana Hayes’s world is one of precision and control, until her meticulously designed conservatory collapses, shattering her confidence along with the glass. Seeking redemption, she arrives in Hollow Creek, a town perpetually shrouded in twilight, drawn to the decaying Blackwood Manor like a moth to a flickering flame.  Commissioned to restore the estate, Lana feels an inexplicable pull towards its shadowed history, a disquieting echo of her own fractured life.
Blackwood Manor whispers tales of arcane rituals and a desperate obsession with immortality. Its peeling wallpaper and chipped tiles conceal a hidden chamber, rumored to hold the family’s darkest secret.  Lana immerses herself in the restoration, each precisely placed brick a step toward rebuilding her reputation. But the manor isn’t just a house; it’s a sentient entity, preying on Lana’s insecurities.  At night, the rooms shift and change, the grand piano replacing the fireplace, windows offering skewed perspectives of the overgrown gardens, and antique mirrors reflecting distorted, accusatory versions of herself. The scent of decaying orchids, the very flowers that adorned her failed conservatory, permeates the air, a constant, agonizing reminder of her past.
Local historian Erin Jones, whose grandmother vanished within the manor decades ago, seeks Lana’s help.  Erin carries fragmented memories of whispered secrets — the Blackwoods capturing moonlight in specially crafted glass, their stolen youth, and their pursuit of an unnatural immortality achieved by stealing the life force of others.  Their search for answers becomes a dangerous dance between collaboration and suspicion, as Lana’s struggle against the house’s insidious grip intensifies.
Each misplaced object, each altered doorway, becomes a clue in a macabre puzzle box designed specifically for Lana. The manor’s transformations mirror her own emotional unraveling, her pursuit of architectural perfection warping into a desperate fight for survival.  She discovers the Blackwood glass — opaque, obsidian-like — pulsating with a captured, unnatural light. Within the shifting walls, a hidden passage leads to the chamber, a circular room lined with the ominous glass, where moonlight refracts into a swirling kaleidoscope of shadows.  At the center, an altar of Blackwood glass hums with an unnatural energy.  Touching it, Lana receives a terrifying vision of the last Blackwood heir stealing the life force of a young woman, her image fading as his reflection intensifies.
The house whispers promises of erasing her past failures, of achieving a perfection she could never attain on her own.  Lana becomes fixated on the Blackwood glass, believing it holds the key to her professional rebirth.  Erin, increasingly fearful, urges Lana to leave, but the manor’s seductive whispers have taken hold.  Lana’s designs begin to incorporate the Blackwood glass, leading her down a path of no return.  The house offers a terrifying choice: surrender to its embrace, her reflection trapped forever within its shifting walls, or resist and confront her deepest fears.
Driven to the brink of madness, Lana prepares to replicate the Blackwood ritual, with Erin as the sacrifice.  The house transforms into a swirling vortex of Blackwood glass, reflecting a thousand distorted Lanas, each whispering promises of perfection.  But Erin triggers a hidden fail-safe, shattering the glass and releasing the trapped life forces. The manor crumbles, its power broken.
Lana emerges from Hollow Creek, not with the architectural triumph she sought, but with a hard-won understanding of her own strength and resilience. The conservatory’s failure no longer defines her.  She has faced the reflection of her deepest fears and emerged unbroken, leaving behind the whispers, the reflections, and the seductive promise of an unearned perfection.