𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐦𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞.

Pilot

━━The Heelshire mansion was the protagonist of the strongest stories and rumors that could be heard in recent years.

According to the story, years ago an elderly couple, had the misfortune to bury their young son shortly after his 10th birthday. Police sources had reported that the body of Emily, a child who frequented the Heelshire home, had been found on the day of the celebration, and shortly thereafter, the Heelshire home burned down, taking young Brahms with it.

A few years after such a misfortune, a young woman had arrived in town with injuries and a town deliveryman, almost dead. Her story, hardly credible to the police and the town, said and claimed that young Brahms was alive and hiding behind the walls, managing through a porcelain doll.

━━The Heelshires contacted me to be their son's nanny, when I arrived it was a doll, I thought it was a joke. But as time went on, and they left, I began to notice the doll moving and appearing in different places. I thought, I swear I thought it was some kind of spirit but when Cole appeared━━━

━━━━━━━━ Who is Cole?

━━My ex, he killed him!!!. He got mad because he destroyed the doll, broke a mirror and came out of the walls. he's a monster!!!!! They must go after him━━━

At Greta and Malcom's statement, the town officials rushed over and verified what had happened.
The strange thing, was that there was nothing. The walls had no way to be broken or openings to gain entry. And Cole's body was found on Greta's bed, with several stab wounds to his torso. Nothing both adults had said, matched the evidence.

━━━BRAHMS!!!━━━

She had shouted several times in desperation Greta as she was being forcibly admitted to the van, which would transport her to the psychiatric hospital. Malcolm was admitted on an emergency basis for his injuries, which they dictated were caused by Cole.

Both adults had ruined his life, and he... he had been left alone again. Without a dummy and behind walls, without someone who could stop his injury and without someone to save him from his demons.

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Nisha

The cold weather in England was something completely pleasant, or at least to me. The views were simply beautiful and I enjoyed too much watching the old houses rush past in front of my eyes.

We had, or rather, they had made the decision to move to England after a little mishap. I hadn't been told where we would be staying or for how long, I just knew that no matter where we went, hell comes with me.

-It's cold," the voice next to me said. Amanda, my stepsister.

-It's England, what did you expect? Miami weather," I said sarcastically and I earned her hateful look, well, the one she always had.

-Nisha, shut up," ordered Elena, Amanda's mother and therefore, my stepmother. You know that phrase that says that not all stepmothers are like the princess stories? Well, that shit doesn't apply here.

Elena married my father after my mother died, and they had Amanda. I became the nuisance and they raised that blonde as the most unbearable thing on planet earth.

Remind you of anything?

"Damn Cinderella."

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The temperature seemed to drop as we approached the large gates.
The car stopped after a few meters and we were given the step to get out.

-Tell me you're kidding," I said as soon as I had the house in front of me, it was too big and scary for someone like them to want to buy it. It was old and gloomy, and I could understand why no one lived in it, it was too beautiful and expensive.