Rose: Is this hell?
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Sire: What is he thinking?
A man dressed in an all-black, custom-tailored tux stood by the window of a large, dimly lit office. His hands were folded at his back, and he was deep in thought. The aura around him was sickening, and he looked like one nobody should dare mess with.
As he stood there thinking, someone approached him.
Man: Sire?
Sire: Did you finish what I asked you?
Man; Yes sire, and regarding Kia, she on her way.
Also sire they are at the abandoned mansion.
Sire: I know.
Tell Kia change of plans. Tell her to meet me at the usaul spot.
Man: Yes sire.
Is there nything else sire?
Sire: There's this girl called Tracy. Keep an eye on her.
Man: What about the school sire?
Some are starting to question your disappearance.
Sire: Hmm, I see.
I will handle it.
Man: Yes sire. I will take my leave.
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Rose: Is this hell?
I almost fainted with what I saw. The lace was dark. I mean pure black and foggy like that of the woods. It was frightenning.
The place was a mess. A grand mess, I would say. From the boken chandeliers to the broken lights
He hesitated for a moment, but then his curiosity got the better of him. "You want to explore this place?" he asked incredulously. I nodded, excitement dancing in my eyes. Collin took a deep breath, his uptight demeanor momentarily replaced by a determined expression. "Alright, let's do it."
We ventured into the darkness, the mansion swallowing us whole. As we delved deeper, we discovered forgotten treasures: dusty books, antique furniture, and ancient paintings that seemed to watch us with their haunting eyes. The thrill of exploration coursed through our veins, making us forget our initial apprehensions.
Hours went by as we explored the hidden corners of the mansion, our laughter echoing through the empty halls. With every discovery, I could see Collin loosening up and enjoying himself. We were creating memories that would last a lifetime.
Finally, as the night drew to a close, we found ourselves in a cavernous room beneath the mansion. As we gazed at the darkness beneath us, a sense of awe and wonder filled the air. It was as if we had stumbled upon a long-lost world.
Exhausted and exhilarated, Collin and I sat down on the dusty floor, our backs pressed against a crumbling wall. As our breathing slowed, Collin turned to me with a smile. "You were right," he admitted. "This was way better than any party."
And in that moment, as the darkness wrapped around us like a blanket, we knew that our friendship had deepened and that we had forged a bond that no amount of darkness could ever break.