Chapter 16: Behind Closed Doors pt.1
I stare at the body. I wait for a moment, trying to see if it will hit me. It doesn't. The guilt of taking another's life continues to completely evade me. Looking from one to the other, I notice now that Jimmy and Arthur look a lot alike. I may have to do some research on that... After I fulfill my curiosity, get out of this place, and locate Rei.
Turning to the door, I slid the key into the lock and hear the satisfying click and clank of the old gears turning in this what must be ancient door. Despite its old look and noisy gears in the lock, it opens soundlessly. I walk in carefully, making sure that there are no alarms or traps meant for unwanted visitors like me.
The door opens to a much smaller and more narrow hallway. This hallway only seems to have four doors leading off of it. I open the first one and enter. I appear in a bedroom. There is a beautiful queen sized bed with a frame of cherry wood. Carvings can be seen all along the bedframe. Flowers, birds, ivy, and rabbits are carved into the foot of the bed. While the headboard is full of clouds, dragons, and the tops of trees, with an eagle even perched in one.
A vanity mirror and sitting area is next to the bed on one side while a nightstand stands guard on the other. An open door frame, leading to a closet next to the vanity. Across from the bed is a sitting area with a coffee table in the center of two couches and a chair. I see an unfinished needlework project of some kind laying on one of the couches. It looks like it was just thrown down and abandoned, the strings are all knotted and the needle loose.
What stands out most of all in this room is the layers of dust coating everything. Cobwebs fill the corners and moths seem to have gotten to the drapes. This room seems to have gotten lost in time. So, why were there two guards watching over it so closely?
Heading out of the room and back into the hallway, I notice something when a light wind blows through the room that I am leaving. Bars. There are bars in the windows of the bedroom. They look as old as the door. As though the bed and comfort was placed here as an afterthought. A way of covering up the true reason that this place was built. To keep something in. Or more likely… someone.
Moving to the next room, it is a bathroom and nothing more at first glance. Then you see the incomplete paint job, that is trying to cover a stain on the wall, probably blood, at second glance. Next are the cracks in the darkened mirror, at third.
Wondering who lived here and actually being interested in something for the first time in a while, I walk across the hall from the bathroom to find the door opposite is locked. Deciding to check the last door first, I find it unlocked. I walk through into a cement room with a glass roof. Looking up I can see the sky and the sun glaring down angrily at me.
The room is filled to the brim with plants that died long ago. The whole floor and almost every surface, including the walls are covered in plants and ivy that lived their prime moments in the years past. The only clear surface is a narrow and slightly overgrown pathway to a bench swing in the center of the room. Even the bench has old ivy entwined around its backboard and the chains suspending it in air.
This room looks just like the others. Dead and forgotten.
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Dragonace Sorry I have not updated in a while!
Here is a quick chapter, and I plan on writing more this week!
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