Narrator's pov
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Dust particles took over the air, only visible by the one spot of light entering the office
A singular window made of stained glass, painted a picture of a cross which allowed the dim light of the moon to shine through
The light coincidently beamed down on Ella who was sat in the exact same spot where it came from
The girl's head was tossed backwards but her hands were tied behind her back. There wasn't a cloth around her mouth
Well. Not as yet. If she's into that kinda stuff.
The bright reflection started to stir the girl awake. With her conscious came her headache from collapsing through the hallway of the church
Slow blinks soon followed, the blackness of covered eyes slowly started to get into focus
"Mmmm" Ella hummed as she adjusted her head
Her focus then came into play, as her eyes started to adjust to the room
It was her uncle's office which he mostly stayed in. The dark and dim office was almost haunting, papers were scattered all across the ground while books from the shelf were scattered on the floor along with it
His antique ornaments consisted of wooden crosses on the walls, almost five on every side, all turned upside down to represent evil instead of prosper. Ella almsot shivered at the sight
There was even a statue of an angel in the corner of the room but it was taken over by dust, a few cracks on its rough cement skin made it even more haunting. Especially to the fact that there was a black liquid mysteriously speared across the statue's face
Couches were torn, almost as if someone tried to rip inside it to search for hidden treasures
It was only then did Ella move her body, making it that her hands rubbed against each other and the tightness of the rope caught her
"What the?" she asked herself looking down to her hands
The girl furrowed her brows as she tried to wiggle her hands out of the rope
But the poor thing was failing miserably and wasn't getting anyway with her fidgeting
"Ugh no" Ella groaned as she tried even harder to tug her wrists through
But it seems as though the more she tried, the harder it got. Ella glanced down and saw that her feet were also tied to the chair
The girl almost rolled her eyes but the confusion of how she got into this position in the first place was sending her instead
So our brilliant brunette started to rock back and forth in the chair, hoping that it might loosen the ropes somehow
Her weight shifted back and forth, rocking along with the wooden chair
"No... " she muttered, started to feel the balance go slightly off
"No no no" She panicked when there was way more weight going to the back of the chair
Only to have it fall flat on her back
"Nooo" she groaned, luckily the back of the chair saved her from injury but that didn't subside from the fact that it did hurt
Her back was pressed against the ground as her eyes met up to the ceiling, her arm was still lodged behind the chair which hurted her wrist from the fall
Only thing left for her to do was recall her memories and why she was even tied up in the first place
The last she's remembered was the funeral. Walking down the isle with eyes on her, a few whispers from each side with only words to degrade her
