Chapter One I look back at the house. It looks the same. Same creepy looking house. The brick walls, the plants growing on the walls, seeming to taking over the house. It makes me tear to think about this place. Now, that I graduated. It s been a couple years, probably around 1-2 years after I ve graduated from Anubis House, the place that started it all. I am already grown up, it s sometimes scary to think about the future. Excuse me ma'am, we re about to demolish the house and you need to move away from here, A construction worker interrupted my thoughts. I understand, sorry, I replied, backing away from the house, soon turning into nothing but rubble. The school closed down a couple months ago, by the end of the school year. So they were demolishing all the houses and the school. I sneaked away from the site to the back of the house and saw two tombstones. One said... Victor Rodemaar Junior, strong heart and will always be in our hearts, and, Victor Rodemaar Senior, Smart as them all. I heard from Trudy months ago, before the school closed down that Victor had died from a heart attack. He s been living for like 100 years, that s a pretty long life! Sorry you didn t get to live forever like you wished, Victor, I whispered, placing my hand on the tombstone. Same for you, Victor Sr., I added in. I glanced at my watch and saw the time. I had to go. It was time for me to get back to my university. Oh, I didn t tell you, I m studying to become an archaeologist. And also had my own house close to the university. I haven t been in college for long, probably for about some months. So, I still didn t really meet anyone new and still don t get to my classes very fast. Once I got back to the university, I was lurking in the hallway, along with other students, having their break time. I continued walking around, trying to get a hang of the place. I had been looking around so much, I didn t even know where I was! I decided to ask someone for help. Uhh, excuse me? Sorry to bother, could you help me with directions of where I am?, I asked a random person in the hallway. When he turned around, I got nervous. Oh, sure! I ll...h-help y-you..., He stuttered back at me. He seemed nervous as well. We both knew each other. I knew him. It was Fabian Rutter. My ex-boyfriend from high school.