Red like roses (Sexual Offenderman Fanfiction)

Chapter 2 - Mansion

Amy opened her eyes, rapidly blinking as she tried to understand what had happened to her. A voice of someone calling her name was still ringing in her ears, being only a memory of a dream she had just woken up from. She sighed in relieve, thinking that everything was just a nightmare and she rubbed her eyes as she sat up from her bed.

But this wasn't her bed and this surely wasn't her room. The wall's were not covered in white wallpaper and drawings and there were no dirty clothes lying on the floor. The window curtains hid her from the outside world and the huge bedroom door was shut, keeping Amy inside. The mysterious room she was in was clean and reminded her of Love Hotels judging by it's color scheme and all the gentle decoration, going from dark red decorative pillows to old wooden nightstands with small scented candles on it. 

"Where am I?"

Amy wasn't sure if she had been captured or if she was still dreaming. She carefully got up from the huge bed that could fit more people in it than was needed and looked around. Her clothes were still the same, so nobody had undressed her and her shoes where laying next to the bed. Amy put them on silently, trying to listen if anyone was coming towards the room so she could jump back to the bed and pretend she was still asleep. Close to the door there stood a table in the corner that had a big mirror above it. There was a hair brush on the table and a blood red rose in a small vase. Amy went towards it, caressing the flower gently, thinking that whoever had taken her in here somehow seemed to want her to feel comfortable.

To not waste anymore time and realizing that she was in a place she should not be in, Amy reached for the door knob and twisted it gently to discover it was not locked. She first peeked out, not seeing anything else but a long corridor full of similar doors leading to other rooms. The place was silent so the girl decided to be brave and move out of the room, tip toeing her way through the long corridor.

A feeling of needing to escape came over her and she started thinking that the place was dangerous for her. She was not going to figure out if someone had saved her life or just captured her for their other twisted plans. Even if the place was strange, Amy could see that it was a mansion of some sort. Everything looked clean and fancy like it was owned by someone really rich, but the colors of the place gave the happy feeling away. The human started to feel paranoid, because there were no mansions near her city, so she started to wonder how far away she really was from home.

Finally she made it out of the dull corridor and saw long stairs with a red carpet laying on top of the steps, leading down towards two grand doors that had beautiful carvings on them. A golden chandelier was hanging above the stairs and red flowers where decorating the hard stone railing that followed on the side of the steps. Amy figured that if she could just make it to the bottom of the stairs and to those doors, she could be free.

But on top of the stairs there were another pair of doors, leading to another room that could be a lot bigger than a normal bedroom. The door was slightly open and voices could be heard behind it.

"How long has she been sleeping ? Three days ?"

"It has been quite long, she might not make it."

"And what if she wakes up and isn't herself anymore? What do we do then?"

Three different voices were talking to each other, too busy to notice the person they were talking about. None of them sounded like humans; their voices gave the girl chills and they sounded like something that had come out of a nightmare. Amy's heart was pounding like a drum and she was afraid, but she knew that this was a perfect moment to escape unnoticed. Slowly, dead quietly, Amy started moving closer to the stairs, trying to listen if anyone was going to leave the room and capture her. She went so quietly, afraid that even a small breath could trigger the people to come after her.