Chap 2

"I do not want to lie to our daughter, Adelaida. Her heart will be torn into pieces once she finds out we're keeping this from her. Let us tell her as early as we can." A man replied in a more strange accent. The words are very expressed. Very old, very ancient. And wait..

Who the hell is Aleanor? And what? Adelaida?

"Leandro, Aleanor is my daughter. I can not let her innocent heart be full of pain and anger. I am sorry but I won't tell my daughter this awful truth." The woman said. Oh God, stop speaking in that way you sound awful as well.

I dizzily fell asleep and when I woke up. Frick, did Mom got my bed replaced? Why is it hard? I rose in this bed and what th—

DUDE, WHERE THE HELL AM I?

This place is full of strange things. Well, the place itself is strange. There is a strange looking old cabinet, a rocking chair? Who uses rocking chair in this generation, even my grandma doesn't. Oh sorry, Rest in peace, Gramma.

I quickly stood up from the strange hard bed with curtains and went out. Did I get kidnapped by an oldie? Or by an ancient collector? For Pete's sake, I don't want to panic but I seriously cannot calm myself right now, especially in this creepy place.

I saw a woman in her 40's who was sewing or should I say knitting? Is this a living room? The bedroom thing was very old but this living room is creepy old old old.

"Adira, you are awake," she looked at me. No, you're hallucinating.

Why is she wearing a traditional clothes? Am I in some kind of very old province or such? Like duh, people doesn't wear this kind of clothes in a normal day.

I looked behind me, thinking she was talking to someone. But no, it was just me. Is she really hallucinating?

"Come here, my lovely daughter. Help your mother with these." She said in a very strange accent, why does everything in here is strange. She showed me the knitting items? I am not sure what you call these. Daughter? She's not my mom, she doesn't even look like her, not a bit.

She signaled me to come. I pointed at myself asking if I'm the one she's pertaining to. She nodded.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am, but I think you're mistaken. I'm not your daughter. Also, my name is not Adira." I politely said. She frowned and laughed in a very very polite and feminine way? Why does she laugh so girl-ish?

"What are you bantering, Adira?" A girl went out from a bedroom, smiling sweetly. She sound ancient too but the old woman was worse. She also wears the same kind of clothes, why do they wear this in a no occasion day? Are they that ancien— why the hell am I wearing the same clothes? #lowkeypanicking.

"Excuse me? Can you please just show me the way out? I need to go home. My mom might get worried." I asked them.

Th old woman frowned. "Why would I worry, Adira, for you are here and this is your home." She said.

"Hahaha? Okay, I got pranked, wow? Show me the camera." I awkwardly told them and looked everywhere to find where the camera was hidden.

"What are you talking about, my dear sister?" The other woman said. Sister? I'm an only child for Pete's sake.

"Did a spirit invaded your sister's body?" The old woman asked the other woman. Ugh, excuse me?

"Just.. just show me the way out." This is testing my patience ahuh.

The woman, whom I think is just a year or more older than me, frowned but pointed at the door. I twisted the doorknob to open the door, it wasn't locked, thank goo— WHAT THE ACTUAL?!

There are many people on the street and... they aren't wearing face masks.