Author's Note:
Sorry for the delay, I fear that I may be on the break of literary paralysis, my writer's block has gotten that bad! So please, don't rush me... but don't hold back on reviews either... they encourage my writing capabilities more than any other inspiration on earth could! Sorry again for the wait and shortness of chapters... thanks for reading.
~ Magdalena Roth
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Dennis led them out of the library and down the hall to where the door was... but when they arrived things had changed.
"Where's the door?" Evy asked worried as she looked around the room.
"What the hell!?!" Dennis asked as he ran to where the front door had been, it was now sealed shut.
"What now?" Evy muttered.
Dennis beat on the glass in anger as Serena slowly walked up to the statue in the center of the hall that was dressed in ancient battle gear.
"Its no use... "Serena murmured. "Its EctoBar glass... its shatterproof... soundproof..."
"So we're just trapped in here!" Evy yelled.
"Pretty much." Serena sighed, walking over to a chair and sitting down.
"No! There has to be another way out... I mean why would someone build..." Evy trailed off, realizing how delusional Cyrus was. "Nevermind! Let's just find a way out of here!"
Serena and Dennis followed Evy blindly as she charged in the opposite direction, obviously hoping the house had a backdoor of some kind.
"Well... nothing, as usual." Serena smarted as they searched the back of the house, no door in sight.
"Wait, stairs." Dennis uttered, pointing at the staircase on the other side of the glass wall.
"I doubt there's a way out up there." Serena fussed.
"Just get your ass up the stairs!" Evy shouted at her, Serena and Dennis both stared at her shocked.
They crept up the stairs, once on the second floor the walls began to move again. All three of them jumped in fear at the same time once the stairs behind them slowly slipped away, Dennis looked around at the other room curiously.
"Okay, you go down there..." Serena mumbled gesturing to Evy and the right hallway. "And you down there..." she said to Dennis, pointing down the left hallway.
"No, I don't think we should split up!" Dennis shrieked.
"Just walk down the hall, and look in the rooms, that's it, okay!" Serena said slowly, as if for a small child to comprehend.
"Okay..." he muttered, looking over at Evy who only nodded.
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Evelyn quietly walked down the clear hallway, glancing over her shoulders every ten seconds. She stepped into the open room, it was beautifully decorated in Victorian antiques, a mirrored chest was coved with ancient brushes and golden hand mirrors, a large bed was positioned in the center of the room, it was draped in silk pillows and lined in satin sheets.
"Whoa..." she uttered in shock.
Evy slowly made her way over to the open doorway that was conjoined with the bedroom, the bathroom.
Dennis peered into the room, it seemed to be decorated to inhabit a child... a little boy to be exact. Then something resting on one of the glass shelves in the room caught his attention, Dennis slowly reached over and picked up the pair of clear spectral viewers, as he held them in his hands he glanced around the room suspiciously.
"Cyrus, you crazy son of a bitch, what did you do?" Dennis muttered with anxiety.
Evy entered the bathroom, quenching her curiosity as she gawked at the gorgeous perfume bottles that lined the shelf by the ivory sink. There was also something else on the self, something that Evy neglected to notice, a pair of the spectral viewers. Her eyes wandered around the elegant glass block room, it was like something out of a fairytale... a beautiful Victorian bedroom accompanied by the perfect bathroom... it was too good to be true.
As Evelyn leered at her ostentatious surroundings, someone else entered the room... someone who Evelyn wasn't too found of. Quietly Dana crept into the bathroom, where she was being called by the silent screams of her own blood, which covered the glass room. The ghost obliviously stared at herself in the mirror, which Evelyn stood in front of as she unknowingly shared the room, Dana then lurked over to the bathtub... she silently brushed back the shower curtain and rested herself in the tub.
Evelyn suddenly distracted her attention towards the bathtub, she tiptoed over to it slowly, pulling back the shower curtain and glancing down, as if to make sure no one was hiding in it. With her paranoia conquered, Evy then sat down on the corner of the tub to rest... she was starting to feel light headed with all the excitement that the night had brought... little did she know it was only the beginning.
The lifeless eyes of Dana Newman twitched as she awoke from her postmortem coma, realizing that someone else was in the room with her, that someone else was sitting by the tub... intruding on her last beauty bath. Slowly her head began to contort in anger as she raised her knife out of the bloody water, she then positioned it towards Evelyn's back...
Evy sighed as she started to regain strength, she glanced down at the glass block floor of the bathroom in contemplation. What was happening to her? Why was Cyrus toying with her and Dennis? Didn't he have enough fun torturing them in life?
Dana raised her knife higher in the air, ready to strike... she drew back one last time then...
"Evy!?!" a male voice called to Evelyn from outside the room, she stood up from the tub and walked towards the doorway of the bathroom.
"In here!" she called to the voice.
Dennis walked into the bathroom, looking around frantically at his new surroundings.
"Where's Serena?" he asked her, Evy shrugged.
Dennis then noticed the viewers resting by the sink, he reached over and picked them up curiously.
"What are those things doing here?" Evy asked in a dreary voice, referring to the glasses, now in his hands.
"That's what I'd like to know... I don't think Serena was hallucinating what she saw in the basement..." Dennis murmured, staring down at the viewers fearfully.
"Then we really do need to get the hell outa this house!" Evy shrieked, rushing him out of the bathroom to find Serena.
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Finally! I finished the bloody chapter!
I know it was kinda short... but it's all I could manage write down in this depressing state of mine...
I'll try to write the next chapter faster, and with more abundance!
P.S. Happy Birthday Matthew Lillard!!! Today Dennis Rafkin turns 33!!!
*grins with enthusiasm even though he's a total stranger to her in real life*
Sorry for the delay, I fear that I may be on the break of literary paralysis, my writer's block has gotten that bad! So please, don't rush me... but don't hold back on reviews either... they encourage my writing capabilities more than any other inspiration on earth could! Sorry again for the wait and shortness of chapters... thanks for reading.
~ Magdalena Roth
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Dennis led them out of the library and down the hall to where the door was... but when they arrived things had changed.
"Where's the door?" Evy asked worried as she looked around the room.
"What the hell!?!" Dennis asked as he ran to where the front door had been, it was now sealed shut.
"What now?" Evy muttered.
Dennis beat on the glass in anger as Serena slowly walked up to the statue in the center of the hall that was dressed in ancient battle gear.
"Its no use... "Serena murmured. "Its EctoBar glass... its shatterproof... soundproof..."
"So we're just trapped in here!" Evy yelled.
"Pretty much." Serena sighed, walking over to a chair and sitting down.
"No! There has to be another way out... I mean why would someone build..." Evy trailed off, realizing how delusional Cyrus was. "Nevermind! Let's just find a way out of here!"
Serena and Dennis followed Evy blindly as she charged in the opposite direction, obviously hoping the house had a backdoor of some kind.
"Well... nothing, as usual." Serena smarted as they searched the back of the house, no door in sight.
"Wait, stairs." Dennis uttered, pointing at the staircase on the other side of the glass wall.
"I doubt there's a way out up there." Serena fussed.
"Just get your ass up the stairs!" Evy shouted at her, Serena and Dennis both stared at her shocked.
They crept up the stairs, once on the second floor the walls began to move again. All three of them jumped in fear at the same time once the stairs behind them slowly slipped away, Dennis looked around at the other room curiously.
"Okay, you go down there..." Serena mumbled gesturing to Evy and the right hallway. "And you down there..." she said to Dennis, pointing down the left hallway.
"No, I don't think we should split up!" Dennis shrieked.
"Just walk down the hall, and look in the rooms, that's it, okay!" Serena said slowly, as if for a small child to comprehend.
"Okay..." he muttered, looking over at Evy who only nodded.
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Evelyn quietly walked down the clear hallway, glancing over her shoulders every ten seconds. She stepped into the open room, it was beautifully decorated in Victorian antiques, a mirrored chest was coved with ancient brushes and golden hand mirrors, a large bed was positioned in the center of the room, it was draped in silk pillows and lined in satin sheets.
"Whoa..." she uttered in shock.
Evy slowly made her way over to the open doorway that was conjoined with the bedroom, the bathroom.
Dennis peered into the room, it seemed to be decorated to inhabit a child... a little boy to be exact. Then something resting on one of the glass shelves in the room caught his attention, Dennis slowly reached over and picked up the pair of clear spectral viewers, as he held them in his hands he glanced around the room suspiciously.
"Cyrus, you crazy son of a bitch, what did you do?" Dennis muttered with anxiety.
Evy entered the bathroom, quenching her curiosity as she gawked at the gorgeous perfume bottles that lined the shelf by the ivory sink. There was also something else on the self, something that Evy neglected to notice, a pair of the spectral viewers. Her eyes wandered around the elegant glass block room, it was like something out of a fairytale... a beautiful Victorian bedroom accompanied by the perfect bathroom... it was too good to be true.
As Evelyn leered at her ostentatious surroundings, someone else entered the room... someone who Evelyn wasn't too found of. Quietly Dana crept into the bathroom, where she was being called by the silent screams of her own blood, which covered the glass room. The ghost obliviously stared at herself in the mirror, which Evelyn stood in front of as she unknowingly shared the room, Dana then lurked over to the bathtub... she silently brushed back the shower curtain and rested herself in the tub.
Evelyn suddenly distracted her attention towards the bathtub, she tiptoed over to it slowly, pulling back the shower curtain and glancing down, as if to make sure no one was hiding in it. With her paranoia conquered, Evy then sat down on the corner of the tub to rest... she was starting to feel light headed with all the excitement that the night had brought... little did she know it was only the beginning.
The lifeless eyes of Dana Newman twitched as she awoke from her postmortem coma, realizing that someone else was in the room with her, that someone else was sitting by the tub... intruding on her last beauty bath. Slowly her head began to contort in anger as she raised her knife out of the bloody water, she then positioned it towards Evelyn's back...
Evy sighed as she started to regain strength, she glanced down at the glass block floor of the bathroom in contemplation. What was happening to her? Why was Cyrus toying with her and Dennis? Didn't he have enough fun torturing them in life?
Dana raised her knife higher in the air, ready to strike... she drew back one last time then...
"Evy!?!" a male voice called to Evelyn from outside the room, she stood up from the tub and walked towards the doorway of the bathroom.
"In here!" she called to the voice.
Dennis walked into the bathroom, looking around frantically at his new surroundings.
"Where's Serena?" he asked her, Evy shrugged.
Dennis then noticed the viewers resting by the sink, he reached over and picked them up curiously.
"What are those things doing here?" Evy asked in a dreary voice, referring to the glasses, now in his hands.
"That's what I'd like to know... I don't think Serena was hallucinating what she saw in the basement..." Dennis murmured, staring down at the viewers fearfully.
"Then we really do need to get the hell outa this house!" Evy shrieked, rushing him out of the bathroom to find Serena.
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Finally! I finished the bloody chapter!
I know it was kinda short... but it's all I could manage write down in this depressing state of mine...
I'll try to write the next chapter faster, and with more abundance!
P.S. Happy Birthday Matthew Lillard!!! Today Dennis Rafkin turns 33!!!
*grins with enthusiasm even though he's a total stranger to her in real life*
