Zooming through the large forest we left off on we zoom through the forest past the trees and whipping through the medium sized town, stopping for a moment at the locals sheriff's office we see a plethora of missing persons posters, each one bearing the visage of one of the teenagers that where brutally murdered a day ago.
Soon whizzing past the many funerals and church precessions we reenter the forest now going the opposite direction to the log cabin the teens had been murdered in, down the road,before splitting off over a rickety bridge and down a winding dirt path through the increasingly dense forest, the fog building up as the terrain angles upwards up a hill.
Before stopping at a large broken and decrepit mansion, the dust and dirt covering it adding to the old look, from the looks of it the building hadn't been used in decades or even centuries.
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Creeping in through the front door we see a totally different world on the inside, where once there where only decrepit rooms and asbestos filled hallways, the I sides are now amazingly decorated with mahogany trimmings, the walls and floors where relatively clean with only the ocasianal patch of dirt or suspicious red stain being visible.
Our attention being drawn away by a yawn and the sound of heavy footsteps we see a set of stairs and the tall pale figure walking down it.
A brush in hand they brush their large amount of hair controlling their bed head and getting into a more neat manner, seeing her come more into frame we see that she's at least 8ft tall with an extremely pale complexion, a black and red gothic gown complementing her skin, red ruffles lining the edges of the dress as it flows just sbover her ankles, revealing her dark grey jeans and large boots, the woman finally getting to the first floor we see her face properly, completely pale and featureless only framed by her dark brown hair and black hat a single purple feather peaking out from over its brim.
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Quickly walking into the living room the brush melts away into black Mist, the living room being quite cosy and neat, three black sofa's being directed to a TV pushed against the back wall, the walls and floors being much cleaner than the rest of the house the only sounds being tahy of T.V static and light snoring, another figure being visible lying across one of the sofas.
