After her well deserved nap, Y/N woke up to the sound of knocking. She checked her clock and saw that it was 11:56. Now who could it be at this time of night. She got up off the couch and looked around. Nothing else has changed.
She slowly walked towards the door and looked through the window. It was her landlord, Mr. Prince. He was a short, balding man of 46 years that was a complete dick.
"You know I have been knocking on your door for five minutes, right. For some one as young and skinny as you, I would at least expect two minutes. What the hell took so long woman?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Prince, I was kinda in the middle of sleeping. It is almost midnight you know." Y/N retaliated, knowing that if she got angry he would kick her out."Now why are you here at 11:56 at night?"
"I came over to see if you had the rent you owe me. I was up doing actual work instead of whatever you got fired from, when I realised that you still haven't payed your debt. Now fork it over or you have to leave."
"Come on in. You might as well get out of the dark so I can see your smug grin."Mr. Prince stepped through the doorway, as if he was a vampire being invited in, with a smug grin on his face.
"So what's with the big boxes?" He asked, moving to open the lid of one." Are you finally moving out? Without paying me what you owe?"
"You and I both know that you would call the police if you thought I was moving without rent." (Y/N) quickly put a hand on top of the lid."And please don't touch the boxes. They are private things from my mother."
Mr. Prince let go of the box, a frown appearing on his face. Instead he pulled out a piece of paper and a pen.
"Well, I'm not here to go through your mothers things now. I am here so that you can sign this." He handed the paper and pen to (Y/N). It was a contract stating that she would continue to live in her apartment if she were to give him twice the amount of rent she owed by the end of the day.
"This is bullshit! You know for a fact that I fucking don't even have enough for normal rent!"Her yells, being heard from the surrounding apartments, made Mr. Prince jump." And I dont have anywhere else to go."
" Well, that's not my problem now, is it?"He began walking out the door." Oh, and before I go, you should probably know that failing to sign the contract by the end of the day will result in me kicking you out. Goodnight."
(Y/N) slammed the door after he left. She mentally cursed Mr. Prince out and Sat down on her couch. After a small mental break, she looked up and saw the boxes. An idea crossed her mind.
"Maybe one of You can help me out." (Y/N) looked at one of the boxes that were still closed. She got up and grabbed the hammer from her closet."Lets hope that this box has the one I need."
She proceeded to open the box. For some reason, it was shut tighter than the other one. It was as though it were glued shut. (Y/N) pried with all her might, but the hammer slipped out of her hands. She stumbled back and fell onto the box she had opened earlier.
She felt a sharp pain shoot through her hand. When she looked, she was bleeding and there was a shard of glass sticking out of it.
"Well, shit! Which one broke this time?" She asked herself as green smoke enveloped her. When she opened her eyes, she seemed to be in some sort of office."Well I didn't expect this. Who would actually like to live in an office?
" Well, I for one, love the design of this place. You must be the new girl that's taking care of us."(Y/N) turned around a saw a lady sitting at the desk. The plaque in front of her read,'Abigail: Chastity'."Now, what was your name again? It's hard to keep track of things when you forget a filing cabinet. You know what I mean?"
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Sinful Baubles
ParanormalYou are going through a week of spring cleaning in your newly bought house, when you come across a trapdoor with a mysterious symbol on it.When you look inside the hatch, you see small baubles labeled with all seven sins and seven virtues.(For thos...