Illusions (Alt. Ending)

Chapter 13 (PRESENT)

ALESSANDRA'S POV

I stared at the nameplate in disbelief.

The Ferreira Family.

Ferreira? Is it what I'm thinking? Is this the famous writer, Patricia Ferreira's house?

" What happened, did you got the door bell? " Theo walked near me and looked at the nameplate i was staring at, dumbfoundedly.

" I don't think there's any one inside or maybe.. " I pressed on the door bell, it won't ring. I stepped forward and twisted the door handle. It unlocked.

I pushed open the door, the wood made an irritating creaking sound as I did. I walked inside subconsciously. I crossed the front space and walked further inside the living room. I had completely forgotten that Theo was present there, along with me, not until the light on the front space by the door glowed and reflected inside the living room.

There's no one in there, but it's surprising that the furnitures and decors are still there in their places, unmoved. Quite a few years had passed since the tragic early demise of the Ferreira Family, yet still this house was left untouched. They must've had this land's complete ownership, afterall they earned enough to buy this whole land but still someone among their close relatives must have got the property documents and have had put this on sale for their own business but surprisingly the house was still left untouched. It only means, someone have had knowingly kept this house intact but why would anyone would do that unless and until they were very close to Ferreira Family.

" Alessandra! " I turn around on my name being called out. Theo switches on the power switch and the whole house illuminated.

" I think there's no one here. " He tells me looking around before he looks down at his watch. " I think we should stay here for the night, it's already past midnight. We can go ask for help to the neighbors in the morning. Only if you're okay with it. "

" I'm thinking the same. Let's just stay here for the night. " I told him. " But before that- we should check the whole house once, if there's really no one here. "

Theo nods in agreement. " Can you check upstairs. I'll look around here and in the basement if there's any. "

We both parted ways to check around the storeys.

Theo was looking around the kitchen and dining and I was heading for the stairs that led to the floor above when I halted because of a room whose door was left half open. I peeked inside, by the looks of it, it had to have be the master bedroom.

I pushed open the door a little more and stepped inside. I switched on the power button and then looked back at the room. The room was a mess. From the sheets to the carpets on the floor, everything was disaster.

As I walked around the bed, I noticed so many alcohol bottles lying on the floor. There isn't any stink of alcohol so, I guess these were left from a very very long time.

I was walking around when something comes under my heels. There was a broken picture frame on the floor that I'd stepped on. I leaned down and lifted it in my hand. The sharp broken uneven glass cuts through my skin on my finger and it started bleeding. I ignored it and looked at the picture inside the frame, it's a picture of Ferreira Family. Patricia Ferreira, her husband and her daughter.

Looking around the room a little more, I headed upstairs. The upper floor had total of four rooms. Three of them looked like guest rooms or spare bedrooms but one room looked like a kid's room. I'm guessing no one had cleaned the house afterwards because the closets are still filled with clothes, the drawers with things, the washroom cupboards with toiletries and everything else. The house was left untouched from the last day life last existed in this house.