My Mary janes click on the cement as I walk through a misty path. The mist smells good. It smells fresh and like rain.

The big abandoned house sits tall. A light flickers in one of the windows.

I open the door and it creaks loudly. The floor creaks to as I set my foot on it. Creaking steps come from upstairs.

Slowly I walk up the stairs and into the room where the candle was. There is a woosh and then the candle goes out.

He must be here.

I walk into the bathroom. Flowers of different kinds rest in the sink.

The bath is filled to the brim with hot steaming water. More flowers float on the top. The candles in and around the bathroom suddenly light.

Then Beethoven’s “Für Elise” plays on the grand piano down the hall.

I take of my shoes and socks and jewelry. Then I slide off my dress.

I dip my feet into the water one at a time. It’s hot. I slide all the way in. Then I dip my head under the piping hot water. It feels good. I get my whole head wet and then come back up and sit with my back against the tub.

My face has water and a little bit of sweat form the heat on it. I get comfortable.

Down the hall the music stops playing. The floor creaks coming down the hall.

Then I feel a cold hand on my face. It lingers on my cheek and then tucks a piece of my dark black wet hair behind my ear. My breath catches in my throat and my heart starts to beat faster.

I stare to the side of me, seeing nothing. I feel him leave. He goes back down the hall and continues to play more music.

After about an hour I get out of the tub and into the towel sitting by the sink waiting for me.

I open the door and walk down the hall to the room with a light in it.

In the room is a big bed. The head of it in front of a window. It’s a four poster bed with a dark blue comforter and black sheets. It’s looks very comfortable. There is a big dresser lining the right wall and a wardrobe on the left. A carpet lays in front of the bed. On either side of the bed are candles. Some are on holders, others are on the floor or on a nightstand. Candles also line the walls in holders.

The wooden floor creaks as I walk to the bed. On it is a brown dress, ruby earring, and a matching necklace. I put them on and my white socks and Mary Janes.

When I’m done changing the door creaks open. I walk down the stairs and enter the dining room. It’s candle lit. A chandelier with more candles sits above a long brown table. Chairs sits on the sides and heads of the table. On the table is lots of food. I sit at the head of the table where there’s a chair pulled out.

As soon as I sit down he pushes my chair in and sits ahead of me at the other head.

I start to eat and drink from a already filled wine glass. The food is delightful and soon I’m full.

As soon as I’m done I feel someone standing behind me. He takes my hand and walks me back upstairs.

On the bed rest a white night gown. The door closes and I change into it. I slide into the bed under the covers and it’s warm. Some of the candles go out whilst others stay on making a dim and dark lighting that makes me tired.

I feel someone sit on top of the bed next to me, though no one looks to be there. He puts his hand on my cheeks again. It slides to the middle of my face until he has his thumb on my bottom lip. My heart flutters in my chest and my stomach is filled with butterflies.

I move slightly and just like that his hand is gone. I feel him back away. Then he comes closer again and cups my cheeks in both hands slowly. He doesn’t want to hurt me. He kisses me slowly on my neck, cheek, forehead, nose, and then my lips.

He doesn’t leave my side once as I drift off into a dreamless sleep.