Chapter #1 - Welcome to the Mansion

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My headaches, my body feels sick, I feel so weak and groggy I can't even comprehend what's going on around me. I felt cold, stiff, isolated. I slowly sit up and glance around the room for anything I may find familiar so I could pinpoint my location. There was nothing...I had never, ever seen this room before in my life. It was dark but quite nicely decorated, I looked towards a window to the right of me and all is saw was trees...leaves...Was I in a forest?? What kind of house is in the middle of a forest?...

I look beside me at the only source of light currently present, a bedside lamp. Switched on, the light caused a glass of water on the bedside table to glisten and I notice two pills next to the glass. They looked like Panadol's, my head was killing me so without a second thought, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and I sat up before grabbing the glass, swallowing the pills and glugging down the water, I didn't realize how dehydrated I was too until I found myself guzzling down the entire glass of till there wasn't a single drop left. I exhale harshly before placing the glass back on the bedside table. I could breathe, I could somewhat think. My mind wasn't as clouded as before. I take another glance at my surroundings before I think about what I know.

"Okay...So...I'm in a semi-dark room, in a forest, wearing...Uh...What the-..." I look down at myself. I'm wearing a pure white nightie; my feet are bare, and my hair is up. I barely ever have my hair up...Since when do I own a white nightie..."

I look to the opposite side of the room and spot an outfit of mine sitting on a maroon lounge chair. I slowly stand up, I feel my legs ache, they felt weak and wobbly at first and I sat back down for a quick second and stretched my legs slightly before making another attempt at walking. I was still wobbly, but it was better than last time. I walk over to my clothes and examine them; they were my going out clothes. Where was I going?...

"Wait a second. Wasn't I meant to be meeting up with Issac today?? Oh my god. Where is he!? WHERE AM I!?" I begin to panic, and I look back down at the pile of clothes. Suddenly, my attention became locked onto something, I looked down and slowly lifted up my nightie before my heart skipped a beat and I screamed out in panic, confusion, and embarrassment. "WHO- WHO ON EARTH CHANGED MY-MY...." I wince and clutch the nightie with both hands and pulling it downwards in an attempt to cover myself more before I fell to my knees. I felt like I was about to cry. I didn't understand what was going on at all!

I was in such a panic, I hadn't realized the sound of the doorknob turning to the right, somebody was on the other side, as the door creaked open my heart skipped a beat and I slowly turned towards the blinding light coming from the opening door, I was completely flushed a dark shade of pink and tears were still rolling down my cheeks and landing on the floor. As the door was fully open, my heart shattered in fear and the pit of my stomach turned into a knot, the only sound I could make was a small squeak of fear. I saw a tall figure standing in the door, I tried to identify them, but I couldn't see a face...Was this trick of the light? Reality or imagination? Was I dreaming!? WHAT ON EARTH IS HAPPENING TO ME!?

The figure began to walk towards me, he was huge, but his footsteps were barely making any noise. I still couldn't see a face, no face...Where's his face!? Then I heard a booming voice as it spoke out to me. "Ah. You're finally awake Miss L/N". At this point, my heart is beating at 1000 miles per hour as I manage to force out a sentence "W-Who are you and where am I?...". The figure leans down and attempts to touch me, I attempt to pull myself away from him, but I couldn't, I was frozen...His arm kept extending, getting closer to my face. Adrenaline filled my body and I smacked his hand away from me.

He then disappeared...Just like that, ...he was gone, suddenly I feel a tight grip around my body, restricting my movements and I felt something of the same texture wrap around my face, restricting my ability to speak. I look down to see a black, slick tentacle looking object wrapping around me and I scream, my scream was muffled, and I highly doubt anybody heard it. I attempted to break free of his grip but to no avail.

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