No Escape

Chapter 2

1936, New Grove, England

The sound of the engine in the old Chevrolet coupe is all Emma hears as they pull up into an old drive way. She gets out with her black flats stepping on the small stones as she flattens her blue dress and fixes her short brown hair. She turns around and looks at a big house with a frown. 

"This is where we're living?!" Emma says looking at the house with old bricks missing on it, old white trims around the windows that have holes in them, and a broken window to the right of the house. Her mother, Rose, who's in a red dress with polka dots and a black fur coat on top, walks up to her and strokes Emma's hair. She sighs and does a small smile.

"I know it's not the greatest but we'll make it be the greatest," Rose says with a reassuring smile. Emma smiles weakly at her mom before going to her father, Frank, who's taking out their luggage.

"Do you need help?" Emma asks as she wants something else to do than to stare at the old creepy house.

"No it's okay. I got it, thank you," Frank says with another one of Emma's parents reassuring smiles. Emma lets out a sigh as she takes her own bag and walks up to the front door. She gathers some courage before she turns the nob and opens it revealing some old furniture, pictures, and lots of trash and dust. Her eyebrows knit together as she sees the sight. She flinches as a hand lands on her shoulders and looks up to see her mother with a frown.

"Well then. I guess we're going to have a lot of chores for a few weeks," Rose says as she lets a sigh filled with disappointment. 

"Go find a room you like but be careful, it is a old house after all," her mom says as she goes out side to get a broom and starts sweeping. Emma nods and walks slowly up the stairs and into a few rooms. She stops once she comes upon one room that's locked. Emma kneels down and peers into the old keyhole and she tries to look around. It's very messy with a broken bed, clothes, and the broken window she saw from outside. As she's about to pull away she sees a shadow run across the room and jumps back quickly, her breathing increasing. She scrambles to get up with her bag but quickly goes into another room close by and closes the door. 

Once Emma calmed down, she set aside her bag and looked around the room. It was a girls room and was neater than the other room she saw but almost looked the same. She decided she would keep this room and started to take out all the things she could out to claim it her own.

A few weeks later

"EMMA!" Rose called to her daughter as she started making lunch. Emma sighed as she got up from her bedroom floor and dropped her dolls before going down stairs. 

"Yes?" she asked as she stopped at the doorway looking at her mother as she got out some ingredients.

"I need you to go get some flowers for the table from the woods please."

"Can you do it? It gives me the creeps and you don't want my dress to get dirty do you?" she asked not wanting to enter the woods. Her mother gave her a warning look and she knew she had lost before grabbing the basket.

"Be right back then," she said as she let out a long sigh making her way down the pebbled path. She walked in for about 20 minutes before finding a nice green and colorful patch of grass and flowers. She knelt down and picked the flowers till the basket was full of tulips before seeing a weird metal corner poking out of the ground.

She raised an eyebrow and took out a small shovel she had to get the flowers out of the ground and started digging around the object. It took about 5 minutes to finally reach the bottom and be able to take out what looks like a old box with chains. Her eyes gaze over it till she places it in her basket and walks back home.

"Dad!" she says dropping the basket on his work table filled with tools and plans. She took out the box and placed it in front of him as he turned around.

"Can you open it?" she asked as she stared at the rusty chains and box.

"What is it?" he asked studying it.

"A box with something in it. Can you open it?" she repeated looking at him this time.

"Fine hold on," he said grabbing a saw. He broke the chains and snapped of the lock that kept the box closed. She thanked him and left inside without saying anything or letting him say anything as she ran up to her room. She placed it on her bed and breathed in before opening the box. She stared at it confused taking it out with a frown.

'A doll?' 

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OML srry it took long to write one single short chapter. I had writers block and other reasonable reasons I couldn't write.

But it's here! And I hope ju likey X3

Srry for any mistakes ._.

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