Once again, I found myself fantasizing about what could have happened. About what I wish could have happened. I blinked, a single tear falling from my eye. The snow continued to fall, falling faster than before. I raised my arm, wiping the tear away with the back of my wrist. I sniffed lightly.
My legs moved me away from the scene of the town, turning me toward my works. Each one was beautiful in its own way, each having its own personality. I walked passed them, returning to my corner. I sat, being mindful to not cut myself. I leaned against the corner, laying my head back. My eyes closed as I let out a long breath.
Kim, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?
I pondered the thought for a moment. Discarded it. I continued down the street, hiding from cars passing by, neighbors in their houses. The snow was landing lightly on me, not hard enough to cause a bother, but not exactly soft enough to ignore the fact. I shivered lightly, thankful that I was cold instead of sweating.
They're going to find out you're gone sooner or later. You'll be in so much trouble.
I shook my head, silencing my thoughts. I am going to do this and no one, not even I, is going to stop me. They told me that I'm crazy for wanting to know the mystery behind the mansion... that there is nothing up there but a ghost that kills all trespassers. A grunt escaped my throat, laughing at the thought of ghosts being up there. If there were, then surely there would be a real story about what happened, not just "Something bad happened up in that mansion."
A snowflake landed on my nose, causing a small sneeze to come out, stopping my progress for a second.
The gates look big, don't they? I gulped, staring at the gates. Behind them, I can see nothing but trees, and over-grown grass. It's going to be okay, just push them and walk. No big deal; no harm. My hands reached out, testing the gates. They swung back, opening for me, only stopping when a tree blocked the path.
I brought myself slowly forward, cautious of anything hoping to jump out at me. When nothing did, I made my way through the thicket, up the hill.
On the way, I came across small animals; lizards, bunnies, birds. They watched as I walked by, as if they had a feeling that they were not going to see me again. I shook my head. You're doing it again, Kim. Stop it. I listened to the voice, keeping my mind focused on not falling or tripping over branches.
When at last I broke through the endless track of trees, I found myself taken aback by the scene in front of me. There were figures cut out of bushes scattered neatly across the front grounds. Figures I am certain would look beautiful in the daylight, but looked ominous at night... with snow building white spots on them. I shivered lighlty, once again reminded of the cold.
A bird flew by me, landing on a figure that looked like that of a young girl. The bird watched me as I walked by it, letting out a small chirp of question towards me. I ignored it, moving closer to the entrance of the mansion.