It was pitch black as I stepped into the mansion. That was when I decided I would turn around and go back. The dare my friends had given me was way to drastic, I thought. I turned on my heel. SLAM! The doors shut. I tried opening them, but they wouldn't budge. Now how am I gonna get out of here? Anything could pop up.
Suddenly, something grabbed my arm. I started to scream, but it covered my mouth. The white silhouette of a hand pointed its index finger up to the silhouette of pale lips that peeked through the darkness.
"Shhh. We wouldn't want to disturb my master's rest," said the stranger in a thin British accent. I had no idea anyone even lived here! I had a headache, and my heart was racing. The stranger took my hand and started walking forward. I followed the sound of his footsteps, barely awake.
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