Seeing as Dan couldn't drive, he had to call a taxi to pick the two up. The idea of driving always appealed to him, he'd just have to hop in his care to get somewhere instead of going on a bus with a load of miserable strangers, then not forgetting the irritating kids that get on thinking they own the whole bus and the people inside, treating them like peasants. Whereas in a car, it's your own, you can do what you like in it, blast out what music you like and you can get to places quicker without having to stop every minute. He soon broke away from his mind as the taxi had pulled up and Ella was pulling at his hand.
"Come on Mr. Day dreamer!" She giggled, half leading him and half dragging him towards the taxi. Surprisingly Ella was excited to go to her care home, Dan pondered on whether she even remembered running away or if she just thought she could get away with it easily. He never wanted the young bubbly girl to get punished for what she had done; there was obviously a reason behind it, just like Phil. No. No, he shouldn't think about Phil at the moment-it was Ella's time now. They hopped into the taxi and Dan had to ask Ella where the car home was for the driver, as she explained every shop that it was near the driver finally made sense of it all and they soon set of on their small adventure to Ella's home.
After a long discussion about how much Ella loved cats, how they were so fluffy but not forgetting the ones with no fur and that she loved every single cat equally, not forgetting how she gets sad when she sees cats with not tail. The girl was so innocent, her aura so bubbly, she was yet to find out what the real world was like. Yes she had been involved with the real world seeing Phil being hit but that was only the start. She was yet to experience the pain of relationships, hate, anger and so many more emotions. It almost hurt Dan in a way to think that the girl would have to go through all of this. They finally arrived at the old looking building; Dan paid the driver, letting him keep the change. Ella then led him to the entrance.
As they got closer Dan's eyes ate up the look of the old building, it looked dusty and the brick work was slowly wearing away, it was huge, not like a mansion but on the verge of it. This place, it looked like it could have been involved in a horror movie. His eyes moved, investigating the building in further detail, something wasn't, right, about this house, it sent a shiver down his back just thinking about the inside. Ella clung onto his hand tightly as he took a step forward knocking on the old black door, in doing so small flakes of black paint drifted off the door.
How did Ella manage to live here without nightmares?
Dan was a grown man and he knew this building was going to haunt him for a long time.