Considering how old this mansion looked, I'm not even surprised if all doors h

hope it'll make you as co

head, "It's

across your room if you wish to clean up. Feel free

"Thank you

he end of the hall." His lips twisted int

e already cleaned this room while I was asleep. The walls were painted of light beige. There'

ips but it didn't reach my eyes. I should be grateful to finally have a shelter even after everything. Suddenly, I feel lonely and just a

garden. The fountain by the gazebo is half empty with green water. Moss sticking on the marble; It looks like it has been like that for years. The area is almost empty and dirty, it doesn't even look like

for the closet. Picking an oversize black tee and sh

ot surprised because the mansion itself is massive too. From the long, carpeted halls, glass chandeliers to th

he faucet and splash water towards the mirror. I grab a tissue on my right and wipe the mirror. Now that is mu

lips. It's all pale and bruised. I have a long scar on my right rib. Dark bruises on my legs and ankle. My th

de the house. My hair flew again with the wind

ior. The proud, mossy stone walls outside were almost ancient. Vines and flowers blo

ides were enormous, dead trees that added to the eerie ambiance of the place. Ev

ark and abandoned. I don't know but I find this place beautiful. Su

It looks as if the people here clearly didn't want anyone disturbing them seeing they picked the right place to li

the garden and I came across a metal, rusty gate that seemed to be locked. It is t

l erupted. Flocks of cross fled away from the forest. Fear rushed through me and th

pen after the second thrust. I was frozen in my place, like my feet were rooted d

y to pounce any seconds now. And it did. Its sharp s

my thigh. The agonizing pain kept

xcruciating torture did not stop. It kept dragging me whilst I used my other leg to kick it in the head. Finally I hit him in the nose. It

ouldn't take it any longer. Slowly, I fell into darkness. My heart beating was fri