Everyone stood in shock. No one had words to say something about the situation. Marchionne took out a handkerchief from his pocket and began to wipe the blade of his cleaver.
- We need to go further. We don't have much time.
Everyone nodded. Marchionne finished cleansing his enemy and put the handkerchief back in his pocket. We decided to go to the right wing of the house. It was a long corridor. The walls were covered with something that resembled blood. From this thought I had a cold on my back. It looks like someone was here.
Some time passed until we reached the end of the corridor. We reached the door. I felt uneasy. A country cold feeling begins to appear in the chest. Something told me that there was someone behind this door.
- Okay. Someone will have to go in and find out what is behind this door.
- I will go.
Everyone looked at me with horror in my eyes. I understood why. Not everyone will step forward to protect everyone. Marchionne looked at me and nodded.
- Okay, Mira, but be careful. Who knows what can be behind this door.
I nodded and holding the fire in my hand, I entered the room outside the door. The room was small and narrow. Having passed a little, I noticed that something was lying on the floor. I went, took something in my hand and looked that it was. It was an incomplete music sheet. I decided to put it in my bag.
As soon as I did this, a sound was heard. It was the sound of scissors. It was not good. Ahead I saw a girl in front of the chest and she held the scissors in her hand. She began to slowly approach me. I went to the door and tried to open it. The girl with scissors began to come closer and closer. And when I thought it was the end of the door opened and I left the room closing the door right in front of her nose. That was close. Marchionne and dad looked at me with a restless look.
- Are you ok, Mira?
- You seemed to see a ghost.
I nodded and listened to the door. It was quiet and it scared. I lit a fire in my hand again and decided to go out the door again. There was no one there. This is strange. I decided not to waste time in vain and went to the chest at the end of the room. He was under the castle with the code.
- (Hmm. I think it is worth trying with a random.)
It would be better if I did not use the random code.
It took me a lot of time and I could not open a chest. I already wanted to give up, but I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was dad. It seems he began to worry about me and decided to check me.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine. I just can't choose the code for the lock on the chest.
- Maybe this will help?
I looked at my father. He gave a sheet from his pocket and handed it to me. I took the sheet and looked at the written.
"6/8
I started to lock everything that reminded me of my family after I have crushed Aria's skull on the piano. The locked chest in this room contains the last thing Aria was holding onto. I hid it so she wouldn't remember her death. I made the combination to something I can remember around the house... I Will hide this note in here so only I can find it.
1st Number: The amount of plants in this room.
2st Number: The amount of bookcases outside this room.
3st Number: The amount of artificial plants in the left straight hallway.
4st Number: Number of dolls in the 1st floor."
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Mario the music box: History of Mira
FanfictionThe mansion's curse continues to hold a few souls. Mira. The daughter of the great hero Mario and the princess of the Mushroom Kingdom, Princess Peach. She is the only one who can help lift the curse, restore peace to souls and sins, and bring back...