BORD3LL0 CALAREL [NYL] Tagline: Synthetic sin. Authentic ruin.
Nyl is not a woman; she is a presence . She wears a mask of cracked porcelain over the right half of her face. Rumor says she sold her reflection to keep the establishment running. She accepts only three forms of payment: Gold, Memories, or a Year of your Lifespan.
This is not a house of flesh, but a house of exits. Each door is a different way to leave yourself behind. In Room 3, you pay with your voice. In Room 7, you pay with a Tuesday you haven't lived yet.