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Arcee had been held captive for several months, and she began exploring the house. The four doors in her room led to a closet (the clothes were eaten by moths,) a bathroom (with mold and lichens growing in it,) and the other two doors led to hallways. The hallway on the left led to a living room with a moth-eaten couch with velvet, dusty tables, torn-up rugs, and a broken TV.

There were more hallways and three more bedrooms in the house on the upper floors (it was a three-story house) with an attic. The lower floors had a kitchen, a basement, and two more living rooms. All of the windows had bars on them and were boarded up. The door was bolted with twelve different locks. There were lamps, vases, pictures, and many other things in the house, all cracked, dust covered, and had spider webs on them.

The attic proved to be a very interesting place. There were old stuffed animals in it, old cribs, and old baby clothes and other things. As Arcee looked around, she saw some old yellowed newspapers. They all had articles about missing females that disappeared over the years. There was some writing on the paper, as Arcee squinted to read the faded words. 'I know where she is' the writing said.

Arcee stood there, staring at the picture of the woman. She had long hair, large soft eyes, and a beautiful smile. Arcee looked at the other papers, and they all had reports of other missing females. Some of the articles dated back to over one hundred and twenty years. Just what kind of crazy family is this? Thought Arcee as she stood up and began stepping backwards. She tripped over a large chest, and fell flat on her back. The lock on the chest was very rusty, so the chest popped opened. Arcee pushed herself up and looked inside the chest. Her eyes widened before she screamed at what she saw. The woman reported missing in the newspaper was inside the trunk.

She got up and began running, then collided into a large mass. Arcee rubbed her head, then looked up. Standing before her was Megatron, as he snarled "I told you to keep quiet." The young woman began pushing herself backwards, then turned around and began running, but Megatron grabbed one of her arms as he snarled "And just where do you think that you're going?"

His gaze moved over to the chest, and he stood motionless as he stared at the skeleton in the trunk. "Dad, you told me that mom was buried in the yard" he said to himself. He then looked at Arcee, who looked terrified for her life. "That was my biological mother that you saw" said Megatron, "If you don't fail to disappoint me, you'll live. If you do disappoint me, I'll kill you. Understand?" Arcee stared at Megatron, and nodded her head slowly.

Later that night, Arcee was lying in bed, thinking about the discovery that she made in the attic. Megatron had his chest pressed up against her back, with his hands on her breasts. His right leg was draped over her hip, as Megatron lightly snored. The female was busy wondering if she would ever get out alive.