Chapter 1: The basement

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Rose gazed up at her new, one story, house. She had just moved into a safer home since every thought she was 'frail.' it had beautiful cherry wood trees, an easier way to get into there house (thankfully, cause the last one took 10 minutes to unlock) and a little doggy door for her cat, Streak. (Which for some reason a cat can use, can't they make a kitty door?) As Rose stepped into the house carefully with her walking stick, she studied the beautiful wood moving business so Alexander came for free, she still gave him some money though.

What really intrigued her though was how hidden the basement was, like they didn't want anyone to see it.

"Oh, never mind that Streak!" Rose smiled brightly, "We have to get you comfy here!" The black cat quietly followed the old woman, not making one creak form the floor boards, or one scratch on the wood.

A few hours later, it was dark out, Rose had spent most of the time reading stories really. "Oh, The basement! I'm pretty curious about that!" Rose giggled, "Streak you stay here, I'm gonna go check the basement." Yes, it looked weird that she was talking to a cat, but she knew some where in her heart, He knew what she was saying.

As Rose walked up to the door, it was locked, she knew it looked hidden for a reason, "Oh c'mon.. Key has to be here some where!" The strong but frail looking woman sighed, "I'll find it tomorrow, I'm exhausted..."

And with that, the woman went to sleep. And tomorrow morning, she would discover something crazy.

Not really and author a but a humans note: I'm basically insane about short chapters.... I'm sorry. Notreallycausenoonelikesmywritingdjdbruevdu3dyeuwyeuufrj8eue92hx8rj28zey

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) IM SO FUCKING DIRTY MINDED I USED THE WORD WOOD WAY TOO MANY TIMES. Also I'm not very go dat beginnings, sorry about that.

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