After getting engaged to a man she's never met. Caroline moves to the Van Estate, where she realizes that her husband to be, is not who he seems.

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"Caroline!"

The voice of her pursuer calls out to her, as she turns down the darkly lit corridor, hoping to elude them. But the footsteps only get closer, and closer. She runs down the end of the corridor, to a crossroad.

"Right or left?"

The footsteps get closer.

"Was the exit right or left?!"

She thinks to herself, as the voice once again calls out to her.

"Caroline! Come out, come out, wherever you are!"

"Right!"

She turns down the right corridor and runs as fast as she's able. As she gets closer, a bright light shines through. Causing her to almost leap with joy, she had chosen the right way! Or at least that's what she had thought. As she gets closer she realizes that this is in fact a dead end. The light was coming from a window; taking up the majority of the wall. She turns to go back, but she's met with a familiar pair of vibrant, purple eyes, staring back at her from the end of the hallway. She freezes in fear, as the figure grins, and calmly walks towards her.

"Found you."

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Caroline

 The dining room somehow felt more eerie than usual. Maybe it was due to the Count’s presence. Caroline hadn’t spent more than ten minutes in a room with the Count prior to now, so she never quite had the chance to fully take him in, but at dinner, she had the perfect view; from across the table. 


 The Count was only a few years older than Caroline; in his mid-twenties, he had tanned skin, short black hair, striking purple eyes, and sharp facial features. His facial expression stayed fairly neutral at all times; he wasn't one to actively show his emotions. 


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