Trapped in The House of Gold

Chapter Six- Tested

Hazel walks to her name card grabbing the stack of blue clothes underneath. Heather gently pushes me forward "Deary go grab yauh things. Yau don't' hav' long to get' ready."

Squeezing the hem of my shirt I walk forward eyes locked on the butler, his hands still on the cart. I pick up my clothes as the butler walks back towards the door. With a click, we are locked in again.

Small hands guide me towards my room as the other girls with clothes in hand rush towards theirs. "Com' on Jad' tim' to get' ready," Heather says.

Hazel is already changed into her blue ensemble her golden hair shinning as she brushes it. Heather helps me change into lingerie with bright red popping against my slightly tanned skin and black tattoos.

Heather pushes me down into a chair at the vanity, gently applying makeup to my face. "Is there anything I should keep in mind?" I ask clenching my sweaty hands.

Heather taps my nose with a makeup brush the pounder tickly my lips as it falls "Follow the rules deary that' is all we can tell yeah, follow the rules."

Hazel grabs my hand dragging me behind her "Com' on Jad' follow me." I shiver as the wind gently brushes against my exposed skin. The thin material of the lingerie leaves little to the imagination. "Do you remebuh the rules?"

"Yeah, I remember."

Hazel nods "Good, lik' Heather said as long as you follow the rules you will be fin'."

I blink "fine? What will I be fine with? How bad is this test?"

Hazel stays silent releasing my hand and lining up beside the other girls all in their own lingerie.

We wait silently in front of the door hands at our sides. My heartbeat quickens echoing in my ears to the ticking of the clock behind us. I flinch the hairs on my arms rising as the door clicks open. The butler doesn't come in but instead holds the door open for the 9 of us to walk out.

Gulping I follow behind Hazel my eyes locked on her back. We walk in a single-file line feet bare skin exposed.

1...2...3...4...I count my steps and the turns we take through the corridors. We go down one set of stairs and we stop. I look up glancing around at the familiar corridor, it looks like every other corridor I have seen. How many steps did it take to get here? 200? 300? 100? How many turns did we take? 4? 5? More.

I'm lost.

Forget it, I will be walking this path a lot I can remember it another time. Locking my eyes onto Hazel's back again I follow her.

The butler opens the door at the end of the hallway. It looks the same as the door for our room, same spot too. The door shuts behind me tacking all the light from the hallway with it. Little LED lights similar to the ones in airplanes line the floors to guide us where we need to go.

Stopping once again the girls split off into different rooms. "Follow me," I jump at the butler's voice biting my tongue as I follow behind him.

Stopping in front of a door farther down the hall I wait, the butler does nothing. Looking at the door I gulp calming my shaking hands I enter the room.

Blinking at the sudden light "Ahh what's this smell?" Rubbing my nose I sneeze. "Roses?"

Roses lay in vases on tables in each corner of the small room. A spray of some sort was probably used in the room masking any other scent with roses. I practically blend in with the red lining the walls floor and bed.