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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 · Terror
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The Project

"You take that back right this ins... " I begin to scream at Desmond when I am cut off by someone.

"Hey" A feminine voice cuts. Desmond and I look up to find a girl and a boy. The pretty girl is dressed as Hermione from Harry potter and the boy is dressed as Harry Potter himself. They both look to be in the same age group as I.

I look over at Desmond only to find a dead, cold scowl on his face.

"Hi" I reply when I realize Desmond won't say a thing.

"I'm Dana Livingstone" the girl informs

"And I'm Timothy Goodwin" the boy adds

"Oh... I'm Sonia. " I reply and Desmond stares at me.

"Oh, we know who you are. You're Sonia and he's Desmond. " the girl replies pointing her fingers at Desmond.

"Nice to meet you. " I reply as I know not how to react to these strangers.

"We actually came here to discuss something with you. " the girl says. At the sound of this, Desmond adjusts.