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The mansion towers up above me like a giant, threatening to pick me up and eat me. Dappled moonlight peers through the dead trees that line the path to the house, swallowing everything with an eerie glow. Shadows drip down from the top of the house and pool at the bottom.

I push the door and it creakily yawns open, sending light rushing across the hallway. I walk down carefully, the floorboards groaning under my weight. Paintings blanketed with dust line the hallway. I reach out and brush the dust off of one of the more larger ones. A woman sits proudly on a stool, her long blonde hair sliding down to her feet like a snake.

“Evie.”

I jump and swiftly turn to where the disembodied voice came from. It’s Celia.

“Hey.” I whisper.

“You got it?” She asks.

“Yes.”

I sling my backpack onto the floor and delve into it, my shaking fingers fumbling around in the dark. Finally I find it, stand up, and give her the papers.

“I have some homework due next week too. I’ll meet you here again, same time.” She says.

I nod.

I turn to leave but a glimpse of red veers into my vision. I stop in my tracks and Celia bumps into me.

“What are you doing?” She snaps.

I ingnore her and bend down, reaching out to touch it.

Blood.

Leading to a cupboard.

I reach my hand out and clasp the handle, my knuckles turning white from the grip. It creaks and stutters as I turn it. Pressing my hand against the door, I close my eyes. This can’t be happening.

I open the door and I gasp.