The Mansion {Madres Mansion}

anging words, it wraps its bony and cold fingers around my left upper arm and pulls me towar

silence and

put an end to this madness if this is his handwork. Of course, it is! Who else w

corridor is a bit dark but I keep following this creature as it

th dried leaves all over and windows on both sides. Well since I left that room.. cell... prison... Whatever

?. I don't even know where I am and for all I

his hallway that feels to be kilometers long. My dress is a tot

my hands to cover my mouth. Only then do I feel the blood on my lips.

so long!?. It's been only a few minutes and my throat feels like it's a

we approach a fleet of stairs. A fleet so long it

wrong going about things this way. He is only making matter

causing me to suddenly stop in my tracks and this sudden interruption in the crea

I ask the creature in an unsure v

y begins to pull my hand trying to resume mov

this time with much more autho

. It doesn't speak but bores holes into me with its eye's and I hear an abdominal growl. Its g

enough to ge

stantly replac

now how much more you

he back of this creature's black hood. I

eating me up and focus on the sounds of

teps and after about three more minut

building looks like an old,

t, well I

lly charged, ready to discharge on Harry as soo

is the least of my problems. This is the point where I reali