The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. 

My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact it made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. 

My third sense is sudden activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come get me!. 

This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. 

I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. 

The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. 
Finally, I hear music playing from loud speakers. I'm close to civilization!. 

I keep running frantically. One of my pumps gone. Soon I see a club in sight with a few people outside. I begin to scream for help when a figure suddenly appears before me. In fear, I make to run in the opposite direction but another figure is right behind me. 

Next thing I know; i'm surrounded by darkness. 
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Imagine waking up in an abandoned Gothic castle in the middle of no where. With an immortal creap as your new 'mother' and over a hundred strangers as your new siblings. 

Where love is a crime, hope is a dream and rebelion is a death contract. 

A dark tunnel with no light whatsoever, would you survive??

Let's follow our protagonist into this breath taking journey and find out what could possibly be worst than this.

The Mansion {Maders Mansion}

Before us is Gabby pinned to a wall by a fartello standing on her toes and crying In clear pain and despair with her up dress up thighs and her panties down. The fartello on the other hand, has it's hand in between her legs, making a violent up and down movement with it tounge on her neck. 


Anger boils in me as I remeber the fartello that tried to take advantage of me. ~so this is what Gabby is going through!?. She is an assult victim and that too a victim of this hidious creature!?. 


I make to March towards them when Desmond takes a hold of my wrist. I make to talk but he quick pulls his hands up to his lips. The fartello raises it's head as it's heard the noise I made and Desmond pulls me back into the corner before it finds us. 


"What are you doing!? " I ask Desmond in annoyance once I'm sure we are far enough from the fartello and Gabby. 


"I want to go stop that thing! " I reply. 


Dear Gabby