Chapter #4 What's Going On?

Kylie's point of view

I groaned as I felt a sharp pain pounding against my skull. It hurt to open my eyes and to think. But I had to see what's going on. I kept hearing voices around me. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I was lying in a large partly dark chamber which was filled with junk like baskets and costumes from different time periods. And I saw I wasn't alone. There were people in the chamber as well. Adults, children, teenagers all were huddled together in groups, scared for their lives.

"Kylie!"

I jumped. I turned to see Eduardo and Roland coming towards me.

"Kylie, are you ok?" Eduardo asked as he kneeled down beside me.

I rubbed my forehead and blinked a few times.

"I don't know." I said as Eduardo helped me up. "What happened?"

"You don't remember?" Roland asked, concerned.

I thought for a minute. Then shook my head. I don't remember what happened or how we got here or where we are. My memory was fuzzy for some reason. All I can remember was Garrett saying he's going to the restroom. We were standing near the entrance of the Haunted Mansion. Eduardo made a bad joke. A dark fog appeared out of thin air and engulfed us. Then darkness.

"I don't remember what happened." I replied. "All I remember was..."

I was interrupted when I heard someone crying.

I turned to see a couple in their 40s or 50s or something sitting on an old couch a few feet from us. The woman was crying while the man was trying to console her.

"They want my baby girl!" she sobbed.

"They won't get her, Deanna." The man said speaking with a French accent. "She's a smart girl. They won't find her."

"Who won't find who?" Eduardo asked as he walked towards the couple.

The couple looked up at him.

"My baby girl!" The woman said. "They want my baby."

"Who wants her?" Roland asked.

The man stood up. "I'm sorry." he said. "I'm Robert Preciosa and this is my wife Deanna."

He gestured to the woman on the couch. Who was still sobbing. I felt bad for her. Not being able to find her daughter. It's horrible.

"Our daughter Sally. They want her." Mrs. Preciosa sobbed again.

"Who wants her?" I asked.

"The people who brought us here." Mr. Preiosa said with anger.

Eduardo, Roland and I winced. Mr. Preiosa's accent sounded horrible when he was mad.

"They want our daughter as theirs. And if they find her..."

"They'll kill her!" Mrs. Preciosa sobbed. "They'll kill my baby!"

"They won't kill her, Deanna." Mr. Preciosa said calmly. "They want her alive."

"Why do they want her as their daughter?" Roland asked.

Mr. Preciosa shrugged.

"We don't know." he answered. "That's what they told us before they put us in here."

"Do you know where we are?" I asked.

"We're in the Haunted Mansion." Mr. Preciosa said. "I remember our daughter saying that's underneath one of the rooms of the Haunted Mansion is a storage area. Which is 50 feet high."

I looked to see Mr. Preciosa was right. The walls of the chamber reached 50 feet and a net stretched over the ceiling. Then I remember something from what I read long ago.

"You said this chamber is under a room in the Haunted Mansion?" I asked as I returned my attention to Mr. Preciosa.

Mr. Preciosa nodded.

"Yes why?"

"I might know which room."

"You do?" Eduardo asked.

I nodded. "I've been here before and I remembered something I read a few years ago. We're under Madam Leota's Séance Room."

"Madam Leota's Séance Room?" The Preciosas, Eduardo and Roland said in unison.

I nodded before I looked up at the ceiling.

"And who knows what's going on or what we're up against."

"What ever we're up against, we can't fight it." Eduardo said. "We don't have weapons."

"And our cell phones don't work." Roland said. "We can't call Egon."

"And I can't reach Sally." Mr. Preciosa said. "We have to warn her."

"But how?" Mrs. Preciosa asked. "There's no way out of here."

"Oh, there is." I said. "We just have to think where it would be. If there was way for who ever put us here. Then there's a way out."