"-No!" I frown breaking away from him. "Like I said I promised not to tell anybody."
"Alright." He breathes out walking away. I don't know why but somehow I feel disappointed... Shrugging it off I try to walk back to my room so I head threw a few corridors trying to find my way back when I suddenly walked against something.
Looking up I see it was a wall. A wall with a huge painting "Woah." I whisper as I stare at it in awe. Stand and stare at it for what feels like decades but somehow this painting was so fascinating. I keep looking at the man sitting on a black horse. It was an old painting I assume and it was very detailed, framed in a golden frame. The man wears an armor and holds a sword in his one hand pointing it in the air. His dark brown hair is tied up in a pony tail and his amber eyes are shining, looking beautiful and fearful at the same time. In the backround is a huge battlefield and all in all it really looks impressive and makes me want to stare at it all day.
Well but maybe I'm just too drunk...
Looking at the man again he seems to be familiar... The dark brown hair... amber eyes... this sure has to be his ancestor. It almost looks like his twin... only with longer hair.
Stunned I turn away to somehow get a hint on to where the hell I am. After a while I decide to start walking again. If I diddn't try I could never find a way out of this maze, could I?
Tuching the wall to my right with my hand I follow it. Once a teacher of mine told me it was the safest way of getting out of a maze. Always stick to one wall and even if it'll take you a while you'll sooner or later find your way out. For once I am thankful for his advice.
Passing corridor after corridor I feel my legs getting tired and stop walking. I let my hand slide down and look at it.
I guess in this house this trick would take decades to work so I might as well just walk in a random direction. Awsome... once again lost inside this stupid house.
But my eyes widen when I realize something. God I'm so dump! I want to slap me now. I still have a phone...
Taking it out of my pocket I see that I have a few missed calls and a lot of messages. Reading the messages I see they are from John.
Unknown: Amanda, where did you go?
Oh... I should save his number
John: Seriously Amansa, Where the f*ck are you. You still have work to do.
John: My office. Now.
John: Answer your freking phone! I am not going to clean this mess myself.
John: God! What else do I have to do so you don't get lost?
Oh well... opsi?
John: Call me as soon as you read this.
I dial his number waiting for him to pick up his phone.
"Amanda" His deep voice echos threw the speaker making me relax
"Yes it's me. I'm sorry for not answering to your texts. I forgot that I had my phone with me and-
hello?" I look at my phone and sigh when notecing it is dead. "Awsome."
I put my phone back in my pocket wanting to walk on but something made me stop. I turned to my left and walked over to a door I first diddn't notice and open it. As I step in the door closes again with a huge bang making me shriek in surprise. Not paying any attention to the room at all I go over to a sofa and lie down only now for some weird reason feeling tired. I close my eyes welcoming the darkness that was pulling me inside.
*
The door opens and in the same moment my eyes open again. Happy that he finally find me I get up and smile at him but when I look at his face it immediately drops "What's wro-" But before I am able to finish my sentence. His angry gaze meets me burning holes inside of me making me feel guilty. But why?
His anger rises even more and I try stepping back but he fastly takes a few steps closer slamming me against the wall. He grabbs my shoulders furiously shaking me and with every shake banging them nce again against the hard wall. Tears are running down my cheek at the pain while he was shouting at me not even trying to controll his anger.
"What the f*cking hell are you doing in this room?!
I told you not to enter any other rooms not being marked on the map.
You have no right to be inside of this room!
Out!
Now!" He says grabbing me and throwing me over to the door making me fall to the ground.
"I-I'm s-sorry." I whisper as I try to push myself up again, pain rushing threw my whole body leaving me fall back down.
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