Mafia fascinations(2nd book in mafias obsession series)

chapter 42: The missing platform

The silence inside was too perfect, too deliberate, as if something inside was waiting for us to make the first move. Me and Shaun were exploring yet again another building, this one not seeming abandoned but simply being old and very quiet. No people seemed to be around us and all it did was make things feel eerier.

The building was a tall old shopping mall, one that looked like it belonged in the olden days for only the rich. The Walls that held it up was rustic and seemed like eventually it would fall to the ground. The windows were tinted dark and there was no sign that a door ever existed.

Why we were exploring yet again another building, especially with the experience we had? Honestly i didn't have an answer to that. Maybe we just enjoyed the adrenaline it gave or the amount of fun it seemed to be. Maybe we enjoyed how it allowed conversations to flow to anything and only the truth to be shared, no matter how dark. Or maybe we were just simply insane.

As we stood inside the building, an elevator seemed to be the only way to continue exploring it. Stepping into the elevator, with slight nerves, we pressed the button for the 2nd floor. The elevator seemed to be going forever, almost like it was daring us to do something and trying to scare us away.

Suddenly the elevator stopped and turned to pitch black making us both scream.

"We'll be fine, we just need to calm down" Shaun tried to make us calmer, but i didn't trust his words. Were we really gonna be fine? Something told me that we wouldn't.

Before we could call for help the doors opened, but the floor seemed to be pitch black. I almost wanted to beg Shaun to allow us to turn around and forget about this place, but another part of me wanted to know. Wanted to know why we were so afraid of this place, why it felt so strange.

The platform almost seemed like it was out of a dream, but nothing would tell me which one. Eventually we both decided that we might as well explore seeing as we were here anyway. As we continued to walk down the hallway, the walls seemed like they were closing in on us like they were trying to tell us a secret only they held. Every step we were taking felt like the building was yelling at us to turn around. Yelling at us that we didn't want to know, yelling at us that it wasn't safe, yelling at us to forget this place.

Something creaked behind us, but when we turned around the hallway was empty. Too empty. My hand accidently grazed against the wall and a cold, wet thing seemed to touch my hand. Too terrified to say anything and try to see what it was i simply kept quiet.

A faint noise seemed to play in the background, but it seemed impossible to figure out what it was truly playing. The only thing it seemed to be was a soft piano, but i was sure it must be more than that. Everything just felt ready odd about this place. Almost like the place didn't exist at all.

"I have a weird feeling about this" I stated, and Shaun nodded before their eyes widened, pointing in front of us. Ballerinas. There was ballerinas? Maybe they could help us?

Going over to one of the ballerinas i tapped them on the shoulder, but they seemed to ignore me. Almost like we completely weren't standing here at all. As i tried to get more of their attention, none of them paid any attention to us. Did they really not see or feel us? It felt like i was invisible, or maybe even worst. Like we both didn't exist. Maybe to their world we didn't.

"Excuse me, miss" I tried speaking, but classical music played louder in the background, draining out my voice. "Miss!" I was getting desperate at this point. Just look at us. Acknowledge our existence, at least that. But they didn't, all they did was dance. Truthfully with the way they were dancing with the best perfection, their back's as straight as ever and their feet as pointed as possible, i was surprised they weren't already exhausted.

Although they were dancing gracefully and the music played like a lullaby trying to put us to sleep, the smell of the place completely over powered it. What was that smell? It smelled so familiar, yet also so different. Did i know it yet my mind refused to acknowledge it, or did i not know it all?

Looking around, i tried to figure out if there was any stairway. Maybe one we had missed from earlier. I simply didn't trust going into that elevator again. What if it broke down and this time didn't open again? Would anyone be able to get us out? Would we get into trouble for coming here? There was no logical reason why we would, but the place felt too sketchy to feel legal.

Seeing a photo on the wall, i tried to take in every detail of it. It feeling so familiar, almost like i should instantly know who it was of. It was the same photo as in that house. Something about the photo screamed it didn't bring anything good and instead brought the complete opposite.

Finally one of the ballerinas spun around and i almost passed out at the sight. Oh. My. God.

Their eyes. My heart pounded inside my chest. This couldn't be real right? This had to be a dream. But I knew better.

Their eyes were missing. It was almost like they had come straight out of my hallucinations. RUN. What the fuck are you doing?! RUN.

Grabbing my wrist Shaun brought me to his side and began to run, making it impossible for me to do anything other than run to. Had that really just happened? Shaun's panicked expression said i had, but it didn't make sense. They were my hallucinations but they also weren't. Everything felt out of place, like i needed to wake up from a dream, just i wasn't dreaming so i couldn't wake up.

It took everything i had to not pass out and all i could feel was my heart in my stomach. What in the fuck had i just seen?

Looking at the Elevator numbers, i saw that the number for the floor we were supposedly just on didn't exist. Floor 13, an ironic number i guess, but there was no floor 13. So where the fuck had we just been? And who were those ballerinas? Did any of it exist at all?