All this money, all of it. All it takes is one sacrifice. Was it worth it?

Uncle Ben told me he would give me all of his savings if I just did one thing, if I uprooted my life and continued his work. Not only would I get all of his money, I could make more.

If I turned it down, his friend Fred would do it. Fred would be happy to continue that work. But Fred would also get the money.

I needed the money, quite desperately. I was sick of living paycheck-to-paycheck, sick of constantly turning down my friends because I didn't have the funds to go on adventures.

Arriving at the old house, I shivered. It brought back memories I wasn't ready to face. Still, with suitcase in hand, I walked up the path.

"Remember the money, remember the money," I told myself quietly.

Unlocking the front door, it creaked open. Uncle Ben had redecorated. The foyer looked more proper, elegant.

Making my way through the house, I made note of where everything was and the changes made. The bathroom now had a proper tub, elegant and huge, rather than the skimpy shower that had been there previously.

Upon making it to my bedroom, I noticed even more changes. The room was fit for a queen, aimed towards a feminine sense of style. On the foot of the bed was a piece of paper that read: "Juliet, I hope you like the house. I had to redecorated to fit your style of living. Uncle Ben."

Reading the letter, I smiled. He redecorated the house, just for me. Part of me felt guilty about considering denying his request.

I dropped off my suitcase and continued to make my way through the house. Notes were scattered throughout, reminding me of various things.

Finally, I made my way to the basement door. I carefully went down the stairs and found the door to the lab. Sighing, I put in the code and pushed open the door. Lights flickered on immediately, revealing Uncle Ben's workstation. There a desk filled with books with papers. Bookshelves lined the walls.

"One more room," I said, mentally preparing myself.

I walked into the lab and was instantly greeted with cries. Animals and monsters of all forms were locked inside cages. Demons tied to chairs about devil traps. Mermaids and other various sea creatures locked in a large aquarium.

A layout of the creatures and a schedule was posted near the door. The mix between animals and monsters were uncanny.

"Alright," I sighed, putting on my lab coat. "Let's get to work."