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A/N Letme know what you all think! lol

I silently walked to my room yawning a little. I was surprised not to see anyone or anything lurking around the castle at this time. Being that this was the time in which Mr. Masters usually handled his otherworldly business associates. Then I remembered he had guest at the castle and would likely not be making any transactions for some time. So I opened the double doors and stepped into my room which was down the hall from Mr. Masters and closed the doors behind me. The moment I closed the door a small flash of light emitted from where they both met and traveled along the walls lighting up inscriptions all around the room. The light then died down and I continued on with my routine.

I came from a long line of proud Gypsy's, all of which were well versed in the otherworldly beings that travel the world and live in the hidden land. I was taught at a young age how to handle the good and the bad of these beings, I was taught to respect them as the fallen of my own kind, fear them if they bring ill tidings, and if necessary combat them to protect myself and others. The light that emitted from the closed doors was the sealing of a spell that now protected the room. No ghost with ill will towards myself, my people, or any I cared for could enter, any that tried were severely maimed by the spell and instantly repelled from the room. I put the spell up considering it the only natural and good idea considering my employer also employed ghosts.

I pulled off my vest and red dress shirt and placed it in the hamper, followed by my ankle length skirt. I took off my gloves and placed them on my dresser along with my tie. Then I kicked my ankle boots off and into the closet. Finally in my slip and garters that I wore under my clothes I sighed and slipped into the adjoining bathroom fingering the charm on a long chain around my neck. The bangles around my wrist and ankles jingling softly as I reached a hand up to unbraid my hair. I mumbled under my breath as I untangled my hair from the bangle earrings I wore. I looked into the mirror and frowned slightly as I reached for a washcloth and wet it before gently swiping it along my face removing my make-up.

I sighed deciding I look better with it on. There were dark spots under my eyes and my cheeks were slightly sunk in. I knew that during my time working here already I lost weight. It wasn't from being denied food or anything of that sort; I was just to busy to remember food. Well until Mr. Masters noticed if he was in the room. Then I was sent down to the kitchen with firm orders to eat and Mr. Masters calling ahead to inform the ghostly head chef that I was not to leave until I ate at the minimum one full meal. Which according to this ghost consisted of five courses. I rung out the cloths before setting it down and leaving the room.

Once back in the bedroom I strolled over to the closet and pulled out a nightgown. It was long, with long selves and a high neck. I like most gypsy girls dressed a certain way, even when I wasn't home. Everything was covered and though I don't have to I pull my hair back and do not cut it. Once out of my slip and into my nightgown I turned out the lights and settled into bed pulling the covers up to my shoulders. And then I quickly fell asleep.

Fire burned all around as a voice laughed

People screamed in fear and pain "Help us Prince!"

I snapped awake and sat up in bed before quickly leaving it and throwing on a robe. I rushed out the doors of my room and into the dark hallway. Something was wrong but I did not know what. I walked down the hall at a fast pace and stopped in font of Mr. Masters. I leaned forward and placed my ear against the door, listening for anything, but heard nothing. So I cracked opened the door silently and peaked inside. Everything was dark but the light from the moon lit up the bed that was…empty. I closed the door and frowned before running down the hallway, up three flights of stairs and down three more hallways before I reached the guest rooms.

I checked the adult's room and found them both fast asleep. So I walked across the hall to the first child's room, one of the boys, it was empty. I walked into the room and longed around, the bed hadn't even been slept in. so I walked to the door that connected the boy's room and went into the next room. This child was missing as well. "This cannot be good." I muttered as I walked back into the hallway and crossed it to the girl's room. When I opened her door, she as well, was missing.

I quickly left the hallway before I spoke again. "VULTURES!" it didn't take them long to show up. "Wa do ya want?" asked the first one. "Where are the children?" the second one shrugged, "How should we know?"

"Yeah, were not baby sitters" said the third.

I frowned "Then where is Mr. Masters?" they all looked at the other before shrugging. "One of you has to know, it's not possible that none of you do." They all looked at each other again before turning to phase through the floor. "Oh no you don't!" I reached out a hand and grab one's feathers, holding on as they dragged me down though the floor with them. Then the ghost stopped phasing and slipped out of my hand and I feel hitting the floor hard. When I looked up straining my eyes to see where I was, I saw two of the missing children, the boy Daniel however was missing. But there were two other ghosts there, one a child and the other standing right by me. He leaned down and said something I didn't hear.

And then it went dark.