Anon hesitated at the front door, nervously adjusting their backpack. They entered Grayson’s house, finding it quiet except for sounds from another room. Following the sounds, they found Grace in a dimly lit room, surrounded by old radios and cassette players, each playing something different. Grace was arranging figurines on a toy train track, the trains moving chaotically. Anon cautiously greeted her. Grace, engrossed in her activity, looked up, greeted Anon, and introduced her toy trains as her friends.