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Wine Glass Floor

[A couple, Jane Taylor and Matt Rockwell, moved into a new house in the countryside. The house was a two story building and it is a farmhouse, a large property with a old barn in the back. - Fiction]

Jane was standing outside, in the front of the house. She was gazing at the house for a long period of time while Matt was moving some things inside of the house.

"Hey" Matt came back outside of the house, walking down the porch and standing beside Jane. "It's a wonderful house isn't it?" Matt put his arm on Janes shoulder, glancing around the exterior of the house.

Jane nodded her head, "yeah. It's a nice house. I didn't think this place would be cheap though.." She sighed softly, looking away from the house and gazed at Matt.

"It's a good thing it's cheap." Matt looked at Jane with adoration in his gaze. "There's supposedly some history with this house. Uhh...a elderly couple used to live here. They died of old age. The end."

Jane snickered at Matt. "The end? Wow." She whispered, walking inside of the house. She looked around the foyer for a quick second and then walked into the living room.

The living room was quite spacious and there was a pungent smell that was just lingering in the air. Jane looked up at the ceiling and noticed something weird. There was a red substance stained on the ceiling, droplets collapsed onto the floorboards of the living room. Jane walked forward a bit, almost underneath the red stain.

"How strange..." She mumbled softly, looking down at the floor noticing that a small part of the floorboards was stained with the substance. She walked out of the living room and grabbed a rag from the kitchen and put it underneath hot water. She soon went back into the living room and got on her knees, she started to rub the red substance up with the soaked rag.

Matt came inside, holding a floral vase. "What's up?" He asked, walking out of the foyer and into the living room. He put down the vase on top of the fire place and saw Jane rubbing the floor with a rag. Jane looked up at Matt, a droplet of the red substance soon came down onto Janes face. "Woah.." Matt looked up at the ceiling, noticing the stain.

"Yeah." Was all that Jane had said, wiping away the droplet from her cheek. "Do you think it's blood?" Jane stared at the red intently, that was stained to the tip of her finger.

"That's impossible." Matt stared at the ceiling, directly at the red stain. "It's seems fresh though. It might be something else. This is a old house. It could be anything." Matt looked down at Jane, having his hands on his hips. "Don't worry about it. I will go get something to keep it from touching the floor." Matt walked into the kitchen, going into the cupboards. He took out a wine glass from the cupboard and walked back into the living room. "This should work." He placed down the wine glass onto the floor.

"A wine glass?" Jane asked, one of her eyebrows rose up. She stood up from the floor and folded the wet rag. Matt nodded in response. "Okay...I guess it works." Jane shrugged her shoulders, looking back up at the ceiling.

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[Jane and Matt had a long day of moving things into their new home. It was now midnight, Jane and Matt were laying in bed; both staring at the ceiling.]

"What do you think that stain was?" Jane broke the awkward silence, turning her head to look at Matt. "Blood?"

Matt turned his head and looked at Jane, "it's not blood, Jane. It wouldn't make sense." Matt answered, reassuring Jane that it was nothing to worry about.

Jane sat up on the bed, removing the blanket from her body. "I will go check it out." Jane got up from bed, Matt followed her from behind. Jane stopped at the door way, looking down at the floor. "Where's the floor..? Why is there..." She paused, her breathing quickened.