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There was once a mansion that was lavish and true to its name. It was probably as old as time to itself. This was where Eva was going to have to live.
“Mom why do we have to move away from Chicago ” she asks knowing she's probably going to get the same answer she always does.
“Come on we’ve been through this a million times ” her mom says annoyed “your father got a wonderful job position where were moving”.
Eva falls asleep and when she “wakes up” their already there.
Eventually they got to the house and wow....it wasn't like the photos at all.
The owner walks up to them they seemed to be in a rush to sell the house which was odd.
“Here are your keys ” says the man his voice started to get faster as if you were pressing 2x speed on your remote, "bye”.
The man runs off as if he's happy to get rid of the place.
That was interesting...
When she entered it smelled like moth balls and old books, it practically reeked of desperation.
This was where she was going to live. Why her, why not anyone else.
She goes to the living room. The windows edges were slightly coaxed with mold, and air tasted like burnt rubber. She knew the house was old it said on the listing built in 1920 but she had no idea that this was its condition'. She slips her phone out of her pocket the houses looked nothing alike. It had to be photo shopped at least. Eva puts away her phone remembering in the listing it said there was a few bedrooms upstairs.
She checks out the bedrooms same vibe as the living room. Night rolls around and since the moving truck wasnt coming they had to sleep on mattreses. “Its just a few nights her mom” says sounding assuring “youll be fine”.
Eva sets up her sleeping bag , only a pillow and a thin layer of duvet seperate her face from the ground. Now all she could smell was burnt rubber. Her eyes get heavy and she drifts off into a quiet slumber.
Around who knows what time Eva starts to wake up. She looks out her window it was dark outside but the darkness couldnt explain the mystierios footsteps in her house. She grabs the best weapon around her surroudings, a pillow. Her hands meet the ground as she gets up on her two feet. Maybe she was overthinking it might just be her dad getting water. Then something changes her mind, these steps were heavy and both of her parents were pretty slim people, but not this ligth.
At this point her heart was racing every nerve in her body told her to run, to flee the opposite direction to do anything but face the noise. The footsteps were coming up the stairs, he was walking towards her direction. She open the door that connects her room to the hallway, her body halfway out of the room. She had her pillow over her neck kinda like one of those video game defence stancess.
There was nothing....absulutely nothing. The silence quickly turned into confusion she swore there was noise. She slowly fully exited the room just to be sure. Still nothing not even a sign of this figure. Was she going insane. She walked down the stairs still just this silence that was eating her alive. “im i in a horror moive i didnt audtion for” she thought.
She goes back to her bedroom praying by morning she will just forget this whole situation and everything with it. She falls back asleep and the next time she opens her eyes its dawn. She slips out of her sleeping bag getting ready for the day.
“Hey you should go talk to the neighbors” her mom says with a bright smile. “Did you hear anything last night” asks Eva. Her mom pulls a blank face then replies with “Why do you ask”. Eva shrugs it of “Its nothing” she mutters maybe she really was losing her sanitity.
The door creeks faintly as she steps outside. A neighbor was watering there plants as there eyes met instead of the warm, welcoming ones she expected she saw fear and slight empthy. “Do you know about the....interesting rumors that had to do with your home”. Eva tilted her head, raising a brow, “No why do you ask”.
The neighbor, a woman , scrunches there eyebrows. “You really dont know” she says. Eva looks up at her again “yeah why”. The nieghbor replies with “Well your house is kind of haunted..”.
Eva looked at this woman as if she was crazy. Eva began to consider again that the footsteps were atchaly real and she wasn't going mad. The nieghbor contuies, “Oh its local lenged apperently the girl who haunts it is a little girl with pigtails”.
Eva looked at her stunned. “Your a really good storyteller”.
“Eva breakfast is ready” her mom says. “Coming” Eva replies.
Eva jumps up the steps of her porch into the kitchen. The scent of pancakes filled the room. “Here your favourite”.
“So” asks Eva “whens the moving truck coming”. Her mom flips a pancake “Not in a few days honey, Now go do something more productive.” The pancakes are slide across the table to Evas direction “Here, eat up”.
Eva eats then her mom asks her “Could you go down to the basement and check whats going on with the heater”. “Sure” Eva mummers.
Eva descends down the dark steps. For some reason it was alot colder in the basement then she expected. Her arm hairs began to rise. She tries to turn on the light with the musty light switch, of course it wouldn't work. She pulls out her phone and turns on the flashlight. Dam this place smelled like mothballs.
Even though this place got a revonation that must have been long ago because, The light reveals a dusty heater that looks like its clinging for dear life. She shines the light close to heater, eyes squiting trying to find the problem. Then she notices the dirty filter of course that was it.
In the middle of all this she couldve swore it was warmer 5 seconds ago. Thats when she hears a small voice. “Are you there”. Then out of no where her phone started to over heat. Inpossible it had to be inpossible. The flashlight on her phone turns off, what the hell was going on.
Before she can process anything she hears the voice again “I know you can hear me...Eva”. As soon as Eva heard that you probably wouldve thought she was lighting McQueen the way she bolted up those stairs. How did they know her name. As soon as she reached the top of the stairs the door slams shut.
“Hah you really think you can escape us". The voice was now more recognizable it was a little girl probably Who are you” Eva confronts the person” and what do you want from me”.
The lights turn on and it shows her a whole diffrent setting there were two white, wooden doors in front of her. In fact everything in the room was white except the doorknobs which were doorknob golden.
A ghost spawns in front of her, the girl with pigtails. Was this the ghost the nieghbor was yapping about. She couldnt belive what she was seeing, was is it a projector, an illousion of sort. Evas eyes searched the room hungerly for any sign that this was some sort of really sick prank nothing, nada.
The ghost says “Im bored and I want some entertainment, I have a few challenges for you to complete”. The door opens magically by itself on the other side is to what looks like to be some room in a castle.
The ghost says “I want you to go in and steal me some treasure and bring it back though the guards will kill you if they spot you”. Evas face twist in fear, “Hey what kind of game do you think your playing”.
“It may look like im 5 but Ive been a ghost for many year, So trust me Im way older then you”. Eva looks at the ghost slightly confused, “So what you want me risking my life just for your entertainment”.
eally twisted, what was this ghost some sort of phycopath. Eva says “Im no going to” She gets cut off “To bad” ghost says in this cheery kiddy voice.
Then an invisble force pushes her thourgh the door Eva falls onto the red rug of the castle floors. Just as she was getting up she sees the door disapear in front of her own eyes. She bangs on the empty spot of the wall where the door stood in front of her just moments ago.
The a low voice of a grown man spoke, “Who dares enter this castle”. Were those the knights that crazy phycopath girl was talking about. Eva eyes dash around the room in shear panick looking for some sort of escape route.
Thats when a small door catches her attention, she opens it to find just enough storage space for her to hide in. And with that she squezes all her limbs into the small space, praying she won’t be found.
The man's footsteps shook her to her core, no offense to the guy but he must've been pretty fat to shake the floor like that. Eva couldnt hear what he was saying all she knew was that she was a claustrophobic person.
Thats when it dawed on Eva what the little ghost girl said “Im bored and i want some entertainment”. Was she watching her some how. Eva tries to pull togther the words the ghost had told her, “I want you to go in steal me some treasure and bring it back”.
Maybe if Eva did what she said she would get to go home. But why trust some crazy little girl who likes seeing you risk your life.
The footsteps fade away the man must be gone. Eva pushes open the tiny door. Now wheere would some fancy lads hide some treasure.
The had a very midevil tone to it. Big windows were letting in plety of sunlight accompnied with soft silk red curtains, matching the windows size. There was grand wooden door the stood before her.
She opens it and she meets eyes with 3 guards. Eva grabs a quickly grabs a triple candlestick to use as a wepon. One of them draws out there sword at her.
They dance swords clashing togther eventally she jumps up onto a big long table and so does the guy she fighting. Slice a sword peirces into her back.
Then she wakes up, still in the car. “We’re here” her mom says the car pulling up to her new house. Did you really just dream two freaking days of her life.
That didnt matter she wasnt dead even though the pain in her stomach felt so real. How was that even possible she thought. The car pulls into the driveway. That will be an interesting dream she will always remember.