[Residents of a certain neighborhood in Gotham notice that the Peaceful Passing Funeral Home has been quiet (moreso than usual) for the past week. Some of the windows have gone dark, and while vandals still stay away, there's a different sort of stillness settling over the building. It's not abandoned, not yet, but it's eerie in its silence.
Phonecalls and notes have not been returned, though after the first day or two, people stopped leaving messages. Something about the emptiness of the house kept people's thoughts from settling there as an option for their loved ones' care. After the span of a week, the doors (usually kept unlocked because the house itself keeps intruders away somehow) click and snap shut at the click of midnight over into the new day.
The sign near the front door changes.
Post-life services are not currently available at Peaceful Passing Funeral Home. I apologize for the inconvenience and wish you and your family the best of wishes.
-M. (Proprietress)
The only time the doors will open is if someone truly needs refuge and has nowhere else to go. Then the house will know, and the door will unlock only for them. Otherwise it sits, a quiet witness to the neighborhood's comings and goings, dark and silent.]