Here you go fellas!

It's a short chapter but, I think you can manage with it. (We finally get to see what happens to Wendy!)

Enjoy! :D

"Are you ready, Ms. Corduroy?" Joseph called out to Wendy while impatiently knocking on the door.

The girl has been there for a long period of time. Joseph even began to jump toward conclusions. Without even asking for permission, he used his ghostly powers and flew into the door. It was as if he became invisible and was part of the air going inside.

After using his power, he was instantly found inside the room. To his surprise, there was no one in the room. Wendy was gone. The dress he wanted her to try on was on the bed.

"Ms. Corduroy? Ms. Corduroy?" Joseph called out but, received no response. He looked aggressively under the bed, in the closets, and even behind furniture. There is when he found a hole in the wall behind the closet.

"What the devil is this?" Joseph questioned as he slowly entered the hole of the wall. He never even knew there was another passage behind the closet. The hallway ahead of him seemed endless which already made him angry.

Joseph stopped in the middle of the hall and closed his eyes. His mind tried to focus on one thing and that is to use his powers. His skin glowed white then soon became transparent. Again, he was invisible.

"Wendy! Ms. Corduroy!" Joseph called out while floating through each wall that came in his way. He was determined that the love of his life was slipping away from his fingertips.

...

The redhead teenager ran for her dear life down the hall. This mansion already seemed like a nightmare and the night wasn't even half over. At least that is what she thought. What she wanted was to be home. To be in her small bedroom, under the warm covers, and hearing her father's loud snores through the other room. Or even occasionally hearing one of her brothers going down the stairs to catch a midnight snack in the kitchen. That is all where she wanted to be. Wendy though, knew that she had to be tough as nails and don't have fear of anything.

"I'm getting out of here! I am not going to die here! Nor am I going to get raped by that creepy guy! I'm getting out of here alive before sunrise!" Wendy chanted in her head as a motivational speech.

As she ran, she felt everything become in slow motion. Her dizziness came back to her and her knees became weak. The colors of the wall began to fade into black and white from her perspective. She dropped to her knees with pain. Her injured knuckles even dropped to the floor.

"Ms. Corduroy?" A voice called out to her which made the teenager's heart jump. She forced her eyes to stay open as she limply crawled on the cold hard wooden floor.

"Where are you going, beautiful?"

Wendy's heart was beating uncontrollably through her chest. Her heart was filled with fear and anxiety. She tried her best to get to her feet but, was found falling to the floor. The world was spinning in her mind which made her confused.

"Why are you getting away from me?" the voice asked behind her which made her jump at the tone of their voice.

The poor girl turned around to meet face to face with the man that she was certain wanted to harm or violate harm. He was on his knees and looked deeply into her eyes.

"...Joseph..." Wendy whispered as she felt her head become numb and her thoughts were being drifted off.

The man lifted a finger to her color fading lips and hushed her quietly. Wendy was certain that deep in his eyes there was a dirty plan but, it was masked with passionate and love-struck eyes.

"...What do...you...want?" the teenage girl weakly asked and soon her mind was shut off. Her freckled face fell unconscious onto the floor. The last figure she saw was Joseph becoming very worried as he lifted his arms to pick her up.

...

The fire burned bright in the fireplace which reflected off the silky curtains that hung on the library's walls. A figure sat on a red soft cushioned chair that was positioned in front of the fireplace while lightly drinking a small glass of wine. In their hands was a small portrait of a beautiful woman. Her bright green eyes made a perfect match for her warm smile as well as the pink dress she wore. The woman was posing in front of a large pine tree while holding a small bird in her hand. She seemed like an angel.

"I've been blessed with a chance to see you again, my love." the voice said while lightly stroking the woman in the portrait's cheek with the back of his index finger.

Behind him was a large leather chair which held an unconscious teenager in it. Her chest rose up and down which was a good sign that she still lived. The problem is that she was dangerously pale and her skin had a soft greyish glow. Her lips were becoming a lighter purple color and were dry chapped. She seemed like she was slowly falling into her death.

"Mr. Erstwin, would you like me to wake the lady up?" a butler asked while entering the room with his hands behind his back.

"No thank you, Daniel. She'll wake up soon."

"I assure you Joseph that Julie is here. She loves you too much and wants to leave with you."

Joseph shook his head and lifted the small portrait to kiss the painted woman's lips. He was lost in desperation to hold Julie, his lost future wife, in his arms. He quickly made up his mind at leaving the unconscious girl at peace. Joseph needed her quickly.

"I waited for this moment far enough Daniel. I-"

"Patience, Mr. Erstwin. This takes lots of valuable, time like you said. She'll be soon in your arms." Daniel interrupted Joseph's concern.

Joseph got up from his seat and slowly walked toward Wendy's body to see her still face. He brushed his hand up and down her pale cheeks.

"Daniel, I can't wait any longer. I must wed her now. Tonight she should be mine."

The man leaned in and passionately kissed Wendy's cheek. The teenager slightly twitched at his cold lips when it met her cheek but, then she resumed into her deep slumber.

"This isn't Ms. Corduroy. This is Julie...reincarnated into another gorgeous body. Julie Ulman is finally with us tonight. My love has returned!"

Oh no...what is happening to Wendy? Is Joseph a messed up man? Stay tuned...

(I'm looking forward to finishing this story by next week...although I might not meet with my goal.)

Also, please review! (huge inspiration!)

-Little Penguin