Chapter 3

There was a chorus of rain hitting the window pane and the fire crackling. Melisandre smiled at herself in the mirror as she brushed her long dark wavy hair. She was waiting for the right time to go and explore. Melisandre knew that Wilson would also be up but sooner or later he would pass out and she knew that was when she would be able to go without any hassle. Melisandre knew that Wilson's intentions were good but they were annoying her. She felt a pull to go into the hidden passage and it was killing her to wait.

Finally it was time to go and make sure the coast was clear. She grabbed a flash light and red lipstick, she grabbed the lipstick so she could make markers just in case it was a maze in the passage she didn't want to get lost forever. Melisandre stepped out of her room and started walking towards the picture. She wasn't expect anybody to be out but sure enough Wilson was sitting in front of the picture.

"Wilson?" Melisandre whispered, she couldn't tell if he was asleep or awake.

"I am awake. I figured you weren't going to listen to me." He shook his head in disappointment.

"Sorry, I have to you, you don't understand." She couldn't explain the urge she felt she didn't even understand it herself.

"I understand, stubborn like your mama. I am going with you." He stood up, when he did Melisandre noticed he was holding a knife. Wilson
noticed her staring at the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Better safe than sorry."

Melisandre nodded her head and went to the painting. She found the key to opening it very fast. The picture gave a little sigh as air escaped,
Melisandre pushed the picture the rest of the way open. She turned on her flashlight and took a cautious step in. Once Wilson was all the way inside the corridor Melisandre closed the door. She noticed that there was a lever to open it from the inside.

Cob webs covered the walls, the floor was nothing but dirt, and bugs scuttled across the floor to get away from the light. Melisandre took out the red lipstick and put and 'X' on the wall. She held the flashlight up and they started to walk forward. The urge she had to explore turned into a pulling sensation, she knew she was close to whatever it was that she was supposed to find.

Wilson was huffing and puffing, it felt like they had been walking for an hour. Every couple of steps Melisandre would mark and 'X'.

"We are getting close Wilson."

Wilson just looked at her and shook his head. He knew something wasn't right about what was going in the mansion.

"Look Wilson... Above the stairs what is that?" Melisandre pointed the flashlight into a dark abyss and there in the light before the darkness was a box sitting there. Wilson took a deep breath. He had heard stories about the box that went missing from a previous owner. He had also heard
rumors of what was in the box. Melisandre ran towards the box, this was it Melisandre just knew it was. She set the flashlight on the ground pointing into the darkness. Wilson just stood back looking around he knew whatever killed her parents must be in here somewhere.

Melisandre stared at the box it was dark all around her except the ground where the flashlight was but she felt like the box was giving off its own light. She smiled to herself.

"It's beautiful Wilson." She sighed as she leaned to grab her flashlight.

Wilson barely heard her he was too busy staring directly into a pair of eyes that were lite up by the flashlight. The eyes were staring back at him, his
heart started pounding. He was next he just knew it.