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They spent another long way of walking and I was listening to the people in my surroundings talk. I couldn't put anything together. I'm in so much trouble. -I thought- They will find me sooner or later.

I suddenly heard a gunshot. I flinched together with the person carrying Coco's bags. I heard Coco scream.

-"That's what happens if you decide to break the rules."-a deep, to me unfamiliar, female voice stated.

I could feel the temperature of the air change. We were now inside. Somebody threw Coco's bag to the floor and I hit my head again. I heard everybody leaving. I couldn't risk getting caught now, so I just stayed in place and waited for something to happen. I unzipped the bag a little to observe the surrounding area.

After about ten minutes, a girl, a servant I suppose, took all the luggage and placed each bag in a different room.

When I finally realized it's safe, I fully unzipped the suitcase to get some air. I was breathing heavily while thinking of what I should do next.

I inspected every little part of the room;

On the entrance were tall, carved wooden doors with a golden doorknob. Opposite them, in the corner of the room, standing a big armoire filled with different types of victorian satin dresses, most in the color of purple.

In the very middle was a sleigh bed. Beside was a little nightstand with a candle placed on it. I open the first drawer and nothing more than a box of matches with a plain white cover was inside. The next drawer though, had a framed list laying inside. A list of rules.

• You will refer to me only as Ms. Venable.

I gulped harshly and almost choked. Ms. Venable? But that can't be her, of course. I scoff at myself for even thinking it could be Wilhemina.

• You may never leave the building.

• No unauthorized copulation of any kind under any circumstances, no exceptions!

• We dress for dinner.

I want to continue reading over the rules but I hear people close by in the corridor...

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