Two Lost Souls

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A black huge car stopped in front of the mansion. Not one soul to be seen. But there were souls.

Thomas Sharpe and his sister Lady Lucille Sharpe where hunting this house for centuries not able to get rest.
He was looking out of the window and saw the men that rebuilded the house since January opening the doors of the car.

A man and then a woman stepped out hand-in-hand and went into the building. And then 4 younger men and 2 girls. Two of the young men had their hair long enough to cover their faces.

Everyone ran into the house exept of one. Probably the youngest of the men stand there,the wind blowing his hair into his face. Just standing, staring at the house in oversized clothes. And suddenly he went in.

Thomas could hear the girls running arround the halls searching for a room to have. And another female voice. It was tired. Very tired. "Could you for ones in my fucking life not shout?" Thomas never heard a woman talk like that. "I mean I know it's a huge house but it's not THAT exerciting tho. It kinda gives me the chills."
"Yeah I'm sure you will cry the whole night again not able to sleep " said a younger voice. "You could just find a nice room" that was a really little girl. Maybe 7 and Thomas was shocked that the oldest was scared of the place and the little one not.

He decided to see what they are doing. After all he hadn't seen living women in centuries. For his suprise the oldest voice was the one of the girl he thaught to be a man. "Okay that's my room." She said and pointed randomly on the door wich led into Thomas' room. And then a male voice came from the main hall."Guys! Ecspecially you Jea! You will love what I just found!" "What in the fucknuckles did he do? I'm the one to do shit." Mumbled the girl with the short hair and ran down the stairs in the main hall.

She followed the man who really looked like her into the library. "Oh no not the library."The girl stopped and after a half minute she screamed and ran around the room, pulling out books, reading one or two sentences and smelled the old paper or felt the cover.

Thomas silently chuckled. He admired her at reading even when her family left. She wasn't the prettiest girl Thomas has seen but she kinda reminded him to Edith. Exept that she wore trousers. Do all women wear trousers? And her clothes were definetly oversized. The only thing he could tell how her bodytipe was was her arm.

After about an hour she closed her book, sighned and rubed her eyes. She slowly stood up and walked out into the kitchen. It was late summer afternoon and the orange sun shined through the opened front door, coloring the house in golden colours.

So that was the first chapter. I'm not rly happy with it but it's not that bad. I don't own the characters or the place only wich I put into the story. (obviously)