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}

"Just breathe"he whispers into my ear as he drags me away from the battered body. 


I crash to the ground in his arms and I hold onto his shirt as I bury my face in it. 


"They've made me a killer. I'm a killing machine. ", I cry out in pain and regret. Ever since I've got here, all I've done is change from WHO I was to WHAT I have become. 


"You're not a killer Deborah! "Desmond scolds but I can't stop my tears. I've become a monster. I've taken another life and in yet another gruesome manner. 


"I am... " I cry as I scream in agony. 


The fartello had left Deborah to silence me and had began clawing my chest. Suddenly I hear someone scream and in the same second the fartello falls off me. 


I find a huge log I never knew Deborah had the strength to lift in her hands. She lifts it and smashes in the creatures face violently. 


Breathe