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I do no own House of Anubis nor the characters. I do own the plot.
Chapter 7
Nina's POV-
I left my house after deciding to try to clear my thoughts with a run. I jogged to Miami Beach, which was about six blocks from my place. I stopped at a small open cafe right on the shore to grab a quick drink. After I finished, I sat on a bench, looking out to the waves on the beach. Everything seems so calm, almost as if the universe wants my last seven months to be perfect. I closed my eyes and remembered. Mom. Dad. Gran. Why can't I let go? They've done so for me already. They announced a new mystery. From my four years of experience, I've learned that everything's better in teams. But now, everything is at stake. Best not involve Sibuna. With a deep sigh, I continued on my run.
I ran past the old mansion by the sea. Its doors were rotting and practically falling off their hinges. The windows were empty hollow of space, the glass shattered from poor weather conditions. The house was ancient, but something was calling me to it. I felt welcome. I was aware that the mansion was scheduled for demolition sometime soon and deeply saddened at the thought of the house being torn down. Once, I actually went in to the house, but I was only 8, so I couldn't remember much. Actually, I can't remember anything.
Just as I was about to move on, a chill went down my back. That's strange. All throughout this summer in Florida, I've never felt a chill go down my back. I looked around me, but found no one. I quickly made my way away from the house, but the chill feeling I had reminded me of something. I couldn't put my finger on it. I continued to ramble in my thoughts when an arm wrapped around me from behind and a hand clasped my mouth, muffling my screams. I tried to kick whoever it was, but they caught me too well. A voice whispered a threat in to my ear. Something kind of like careful, Chosen One. I didn't understand most of it until he reached the end. You will die and take it with you. Take what? I was freed, but my knees were not ready for my weight, so they buckled under me and I fell flat on the floor. When I turned to look back at the person, they were gone. You will die and take it with you. Take what with me?