"There are no monsters in my home," I whisper to myself as continue down the stairs. "Be brave!"
When I reach the bottom step, I stop, noticing a maid. One I've never seen before.
She has a pile of black clothes in her hands, and she's standing in front of a big, black, scary, fiery box. Opening it up, she throws everything into it and shuts the door.
I hear the fire crackle and pop!
I'd like to know whose clothes are on fire.
She turns, grabs a large wooden box, and walks down the hallway, passing many doors. I've never seen these doors before. Where they just built?
I follow her as she enters the last room down the hall. I turn around to make sure Mommy isn't down here. I will be grounded forever if she catches me down here!
I continue to look at all the doors. Why does this seem familiar?
There's another voice coming from the room the maid entered.
A man.