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The Mansion {Maders Mansion}

The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact it made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. My third sense is sudden activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come get me!. This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. Finally, I hear music playing from loud speakers. I'm close to civilization!. I keep running frantically. One of my pumps gone. Soon I see a club in sight with a few people outside. I begin to scream for help when a figure suddenly appears before me. In fear, I make to run in the opposite direction but another figure is right behind me. Next thing I know; i'm surrounded by darkness. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Imagine waking up in an abandoned Gothic castle in the middle of no where. With an immortal creap as your new 'mother' and over a hundred strangers as your new siblings. Where love is a crime, hope is a dream and rebelion is a death contract. A dark tunnel with no light whatsoever, would you survive?? Let's follow our protagonist into this breath taking journey and find out what could possibly be worst than this.

Aider Kwin · Horror
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103 Chs

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Sonias POV;...

I wake up to the bickering of people outside and find myself alone in the tree. I stare up at the light blues sky and know morning has come.

I grab my rumpled sheet off the floor and food it before finally wondering how I'd get out.

As I look around in worry, my gaze lands on deep parts of the tree. It looks as though someone had carved the holes there as they are consistent and follow each other. I carefully place feets and fingers into the holes as I climb up while trying my best to avoid falling.

I finally make it out of the tree and I'm still wondering how to get down a tree so tall when the branch on which I'm standing snaps causing me to scream as I fall.

I close my eyes while screaming in fear for I know once I hit the ground; I won't stand up in one piece.

I stop screaming when I feel myself in someone's arms. I open my eyes and find myself safely cradled in Timothys arms.