I let myself fall down into the big, silk sofa and Delilah walks towards me.
'Do you need something? Water, food or something else?' She asks. I shake my head and she smiles. 'Okay!' Right after that Wynter comes at me and asks exactly the same. I smile and shake my head again. Also she smiles says okay and walks away. How can they be so much the same? It's so weird. Would they agree upon that? Hm... I need to walk to Timothy and ask some things about this house and the people. I frown. Maybe I´d better go and stand up.
I shuffle through the big corridor, decorated with red, silk curtains and wooden tables with golden items on it. It all seems so mythical, like a giant princess-castle. But it isn't. I already noticed the strange behaviors of the people who live here. But something just isn't right. I need to talk to some more people. I hear a noise. I stop walking and listen carefully. I think somebody stands around the corner and I approach. I slowly move my head around the corner and my mouth falls open. Oh my... Charlotte and Bacchus stand there, kissing. I place my hand in front of my mouth and quickly move my head back and I walk away.
'Vanille?' I hear. Damn, busted! 'Can you help me for a second?' It's Maggie. I turn my head to the left and see her, sitting on the stairs.
'Yes, of course.' I answer her. Did she see me looking around the corner?
'Come.' She says and she walks upstairs. I look around and follow her, the picture of Charlotte and Bacchus kissing is still in my mind. I'm at the top of the stairs and look left and right. There's Maggie. She looks at me and nods, then she enters a room. Probably hers. I follow her and open the door. I turn around and close it slowly. 'Good.' She says. I turn my face to her and my mouth falls open. Her room... It's black. Black curtains, black bed, two black closets, black chests, black sink and a black dollhouse. My eyes rest on it. A pretty big dollhouse. It's one meter high, I think. It's got a dark red roof and the rest is in black and grey. I bet the chest next to the house is a chest with dolls in it. I blink. One of the only colors in this room is the blood red carpet and the dark purple walls, real, real dark purple.
Maggie giggles and my gazefalls on her. She looks at me smiling, wide eyes and her black hair covers a part of her face. Is this supposed to be creepy? I don't think it is.
'What? Why did I have to come?' I ask her placing my arms over each other. She frowns. My eyes scan her body. She holds something. A doll.
'I just want to play.' She says innocent while she points at her dollhouse.
'I don't have time to play.' I answer her quickly. She frowns again and then she straightens her arm. I inspect the doll she holds in it. I freeze. It's me.
Maggie takes the dolls in two hands and pulls the arms away from the body. My arms.... It hurts, it's unbearable. How is this possible!?
'Stop!' I yell almost crying. Maggie lets the doll fall and I fall too. I don't know how, but I fall. Laying on the ground, I look up to her.
'You'd better not mess with me.' She says frowning. I shake my head and rub over my shoulders, it feels like they're broken, but they aren't.
'What..?' I mumble. It's the only thing that leaves my mouth. Nothing else. I'm stunned.
'You want to mess with me. Because I'm only a little girl, helpless and cute. No, I'm not.' I blink. What is she trying to do? I don't even want to be here!
'Maggie?' I start. Her frown disappears. 'Why would I?' I slowly stand up, still rubbing my shoulder. 'Really, why?' Her fists look like they could catch fire any minute, her whole arms shake. I look into her eyes, full of fury and anger. I place my hand on her shoulder. First her eyes turn into fear, but then, something I didn't expect at all, I see tears. She starts to cry. Okay, that's a quick emotionchange...I grab her and push her against me. 'It's okay.' I whisper while I hug her. 'What's wrong?'
'I-I..' She stutters. Tears flow over her cheeks. 'I don't want to be here!' She exclaims. I'm shocked. Why wouldn't she want to be here? It's her family, right? 'There's something which really bothers me, it scares me. This house, it's... Possessed.' I gasp. Possessed..?
'What do you mean?' I ask her, still hugging.
'Weird things happen. Really weird things.' I frown. Weird eh? So it's not weird that you control every person whose "doll" you have? Voodoo is not weird? I breath in deeply.
'Like what?'
'People disappear.' My eyes open widely. Disappear? Who? Were more people here? I'd better won't go in on this subject anymore and I'll just hug her. She relaxes and closes her eyes. Is she going to sleep!? I sigh and place her in her black bed. 'Verena.' She whispers while she turns around, probably asleep. How can she sleep so quickly? I decide to leave the room. I look at her and close the door. Left or right for my room? Left. I shuffle to my room and open the door.
'What's with Verena..' I whisper. Hm, let's just sleep. It was a weird day today, I didn't even had dinner but I'm tired.
I don't even put on pajamas. I just fall down on the bed with my dress on. 'Sleep well.' I say smiling. I don't know why I say it, because I'm all alone. But still.
'Sleep well.' I hear. I didn't know it echoed here... Wait. That was a voice of a male. I quickly turn around and look at the door.
Nobody.
