Rachel's POV
I didn't tell half of what I saw for I know I wouldn't be believed.
I screamed of terror as I felt the house shaking. I sprinted outside my room and the walls exploded. A fire was starting at the hallway outside my room. And again, there was another explosion and another fire.
I ran to the stairs as fast as I could. Fortunately Mom and Dad and also Richard, our new butler is at the door. They tried to open it but it was like stuck to something.
"I told you that you should grease those door hinges," I said. Then another explosion started and our manor's roof was about to fall.
Suddenly, I found out that Richard was pointing a gun at me. Two seconds later, he shoots at me but I dodge. That was following my instincts. And again, he shoots. I dodged again and the bullet hits a vase. But not just any vase, it was my mom's favorite vase from Argentina. It broke and the pieces fell on the floor.
"Richard! What are you doing? Killing my daughter and my favorite vase?" Mom asked.
"That wasn't your daughter! And sorry about that broken vase," Richard replied.
"That is our daughter, Richard! Now drop the weapon or else you're fired and I will take your credit card back!" Dad scolded.
"I will drop the weapon if you wanted to be killed by your so-called-daughter!" Richard said while still pointing the gun at me.
"What are you talking about you madman?" Dad asked.
"Your daughter was the one that blew this house! Then she shot me at the legs using a gun! Now it's payback,"
I don't know what he's talking about but dad was right. He was a madman.
"No, I didn't! He accused me without a proof," I objected.
Suddenly, there was somebody behind me. A girl with the same height as me, with the same ears, hair, nose, mouth, body and face as me. I screamed in terror.
That girl behind me punched me at the face, kicked me at the stomach and using her feet to kick me on my shin and letting me fall down. That assault hurts. I wanted to protest for a rematch but the girl was gone. Suddenly I realized that the girl was me. But it was an evil version of me. Wait, am I hallucinating? I bit my tongue as hard as I can and "Ouch," was the answer. Nope. I'm not hallucinating. That was real.
"Elizabeth, are you okay?" Dad asked while picking me up.
I realized that my nose was bleeding and there was a bruise on my forehead.
"Yeah, I'm alright." I replied.
"Now, let's get out of here. Richard, give me your grenade," Dad said.
Richard was our new butler and a bodyguard. As a butler and a bodyguard, he needs to carry at least one weapon with him. And now, he has a gun and a grenade. Good job, Richard.
"When I count to three, all of you will need to run as fast as you can to the exit, jump out of the house and take cover, okay," Dad ordered. "Now, I need you to take 7 steps backward,"
We all did take 7 steps backwards and immediately took our positions.
"One…ready,"
"Two…set,"
Note: That isn't the end. There will be a chapter 2. Review please.