Flea Market

Grandfather Vlasiy appeared in my life unexpectedly and immediately began to take me to the flea market. Unnoticed, invisible to those around, he stood behind me, pointed to the item I needed to buy, and told strange stories
But one day he disappeared as suddenly as he had appeared. Yet I still felt drawn to the flea market, as if being led to one item or another or to the horrifying memories trapped within them? And then suddenly I realized that everything was collected, the collection had come together.
Only I hadn’t collected it for myself
Now I just need to wait for the owner of the collection, to let him into the house. Or not to let him in?
Now everything depends on my decision.