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}

It's night and we've all chosen spots under trees to sleep in. This isn't oaklin valley so we can't sleep inside the trees. 


I have lazily set my sheets and I've been rolling and tossing about. I can't for some reason sleep. Desmond is far in dream land with his arm wrapped around my waist. 


I move gently into a sitting position but leave his arm around my waist to avoid waking him up. ~also cause I like it there. 


I pull out Toris journal. The past pages have been poems she's written. Pretty cool poems. Tori had alot of talents she hid well. 


I am about to start reading when I spot Gabby sitting with he kneels to her chest and her arm holding them put. She looks worried and I can swear I see tears escape her eyes. 


I gently move Desmonds arm off my waist and tuck the journal back into my bag before carefully making my way to Gabby. 


I sit beside her and she quickly wipes her tears as she sights me. 


To Where Am I Running?