𝐼𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝐿𝑖𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑦

~𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐸𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛~ (𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑒)

Some gore I guess read if u want to
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When Madelyn’s eyes adjusted to the light, she was in a large hallway of a castle. Big crystal chandeliers, shiny wooden floors, and complex golden designs on the ceiling, tall mirrors and walls.

She was wearing a beautiful claret Victorian dress with puffy short sleeves, and a sash tied into a bow on her waist, and her hair was into a bun.

Madelyn heard footsteps and ran to hide behind a wall. She peeked her head out and saw Iden come out of a room and walk up the hallway. His face had more color. He looked much more alive and happier.

Slowly and quietly, she followed Iden to wherever he was going and making sure to maintain a safe distance. He went through several hallways, down a flight of stairs, and out two large doors. Madelyn caught the door before it could close and stepped outside but immediately regretted it.

A thick blanket of soft snow shined in the moonlight. Big snowflakes fell onto the roofs of shops, houses, treetops and streetlights. Even with the magical sight, the wind was very cold.

Another man approached Iden, his shoulders and hat covered with snow like he had been waiting outside for a while.

Before Iden could turn around, the man lunged at him with a knife and stabbed him four times in the chest. Iden’s body went limp and collapsed, crimson blood staining the white snow.

The man then pulled a pistol out of his coat pocket and fired at Iden’s lifeless body, to completely finish the job.  

Horrified by the scene, Madelyn let out a loud gasp and let go of the door and it slammed shut loudly. She ran in the opposite direction, and the world began to spin, and she felt so dizzy she had to stop running. In a moment she was back in the library and in her normal clothes.

“I’m sorry if that disturbed you too much.” Iden apologized from the corner.

“It’s alright. Sometimes I forget it’s just a memory.”

They sat down at the big table so Madelyn could write down what she saw. Iden helped her with extra information and why the man attacked him.

Iden had travelled to Europe to meet relatives and met a very beautiful princess who he fell in love with and so did she. The night Iden died was the night before their wedding and the princess' other fiancé, who her father originally wanted her to marry, got very angry over it and went too far to get revenge.

“Woah.” exclaimed Madelyn after reading the final product. “That’s one hell of a backstory.”

“Yeah, I never knew how fast I can  everything in such a short amount of time.”  Iden said sadly.

“My grandma always told me to spend every day like it’s your last. I guess this is why.”

“And she’s right.”

“How come you decided to come and stay here instead of haunting that guy? Or stay near your fiancé?”

“I was too shocked to think straight. I should have taken the chance to do that though. I wonder if Christine is happy with him.”

“That’s a very lovely name.”

“Yes, and she herself was very lovely.” said Iden smiling to himself.

“Madelyn!” Isabel called from a few bookshelves back. “Chit-chat later we have more spirits to assist!”

“I’ll see you later then.” Madelyn said, gathering her papers and notebook.
“Coming!” She called back to Isabel.

The next couple pastways were interesting. Madelyn met a very emotional poet, three elderly sisters, a sweet gardener, and a fancy artist. The gardener and artist had simple lives and they wanted to remember all their achievements one day. The elderly sisters on the other hand had a very long and unique life of unexpected events. The poet wanted Madelyn to collect all his poems and bring them to him which surprisingly worked out and being the emotional guy, he was he began crying over it.

After getting transported from memory to memory the entire evening, Madelyn started to feel sick and exhausted. The ghosts encouraged her to go home and get rest and continue tomorrow.

Using the last bit of strength she had, Madelyn reached her house without falling asleep and crashing on the way, and as soon as her head hit her pillow, she was knocked out.