Tatiana having just caught up to Tijuana Brass Sneaks through the halls of the Winchester estate and keeps herself aware of her surroundings so that she doesn't get caught

Tat: I should be on the second floor now but if i remember correctly there's a study on the first floor. There's always a chance there's another room that has bookshelves and a globe so it doesn't have to be a study. TB should know where he's going though so it doesn't really matter either way.

In the distance some people are making their way towards Tatiana around the corner down the hall

Tat: (Shit!)

Tat quickly and quietly makes her way into a nearby bedroom and quietly closes the door to wait out whoever is passing.

Tat: Why the hell is there already someone up here? Honestly, annoying timing.

The people begin to move past the door

Tat: What the hell? That's impossible. I didn't catch it before because it's ridiculous to even think of. That noise is clopping, there's clopping on the other side of this door.

Man: I heard you. I don't know where you went, but I heard you.

the sound of someone jumping down something and the clatter of a belt. Tatiana panicking looks around and sees another door. She immediately makes her way to the door

Tat: Ignoring the insane fact that there's a goddamn horse in the house and on the second floor, I still never planned on being caught in the first place. I can worry about what's happening once I get the photo, but dammit I got separated from TB.

Tatiana opens the door and is met with a staircase leading up to the next floor.

Tat: A staircase? I shouldn't be near another staircase.

The sound of a door being kicked open makes Tatiana jump

Man: There ya are you pretty little thing!!!

Tat looks back in fear only to see that the other door is still closed.

Man: Ah not in here then...

Just as quick as she heard that she went through the door and closed it behind her. Tatiana then hastened up the steps to the second floor and made her way through other rooms to get as far away from the unknown man as possible until she finally found a room to rest in.

Tat: Did they send someone to look for me? Did they figure out I strayed from the group? No, that's not right, why would there be someone on horseback looking for me? As a matter of fact what the hell was that sentence he yelled? Pretty little thing? it sounded western too but it sent chills down my spine. I didn't feel safe there and just acted on instinct.

Tat: Fuck!

Tat: I have no fucking clue where I am now

Tat looks around the room she's currently in. She's in an old 1800's styled kitchen that's naturally much larger than you would find in a normal house but still unmistakably a kitchen. Her face goes pale after looking around the room

Tat: What the fuck?! This is impossible. I never went down any stairs though. I'm on the third floor even. This kitchen is on the first floor. We went through here on the tour. I didn't go down any stairs.

A door flies open revealing a disheveled man wearing a loose cotton shirt, dirty stained trousers and dirt stain worn out socks. The man's hair looks as if it hasn't been washed in weeks and any skin that is showing is nearly covered entirely in dirt, and at his side he is wielding an old fashioned pistol. The mess of a man lunges at Tatiana who isn't quick enough to get away from his grasp.

Disheveled Man: I don't care what your daddy says little Isabelle. I'm gonna make you mine. I'll go make sure you ain't fit for anyone else.

The man keeps the gun in plain view so that Tatiana can clearly see it. He begins to lick his lips and attempts to unbutton his clothing

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Tat: Fuck no!

Tatiana shoves her fingers into the man's eyes who reflexively jumped away from Tatiana howling in pain.

Tat: I'll rip out your damn eyes if you even think about pulling that again you disgusting filthy waste of human flesh!

The man rubs his eyes and takes a second to let them recover and looks back over at Tatiana

Disheveled Man: Well if yous' like it rough, I'm more than happy to oblige.

???: God Dammit boy I warned you! I warned you!

Another older man in a cotton onesie comes from where the first man had come from. He's covered in some blood and holding a rifle in hand pointed directly at the disheveled man

Older Man: Yer horse is already dead! you ain't going nowhere this time ya rat!

The disheveled man quickly points his gun at the older man, and both pull the trigger to their gun. The Disheveled Man's head erupts in blood bone and gray-matter, and the Older man has a small fatal spurt of blood pour out of the back of his head. Both bodies fall lifelessly to the ground with Tatiana watching blankly processing the events that had just transpired.

Tat:...

Tat: What the fuck just happened?

Tatiana looks around the room and finally acknowledges the two dead bodies that are laying on the floor.

Tat: OH SH-!

Tatiana hastily moves herself around the bodies and makes her way to the door she originally came from into a wide hallway.

Tat: Wait? No?

Tat: This doesn't even make any goddamn sense! This was a staircase a minute ago!

To the left is a bend at the end leading to some other part of the house and at the other end is a dead end w

Tat: I need a minute... I just need to collect myself... There's a reason for everything happening...

A drop of water drops onto Tatiana's head.

Tat: A leak?

Something thumps against a wall behind Tatiana causing her to jump and look towards the source. A horse hobbles down the hall, there's blood trailing behind the horse from wounds it's chest.

Tat: Goddamn it! How the hell did a whole horse even get in here???

The horse gets startled from Tatiana's yelling and begins to let out a terrified bellowing whinny and charges Tatiana with what little power it has left.

Tat: Everything that's happening is insane. nothing is making sense and I can't have a moment's peace to think about what's happening. So...

Tatiana turns and dashes towards the window

Tat: I just need to try something a little unorthodox to get my bearings.

Tatiana crosses her arms over her face and dives headfirst through the closed window. Tatiana uncovers her face to look around.

Tat: Ah, so this is what a stand attack is like, terrifying...

Tatiana was still inside the house, but the room she was currently in was more of a collage of preexisting rooms that exist in the Winchester house. Stair penetrate floors become ceilings and columns are fixed in the air

Tat: Everything is making sense now. This is a stand's ability that traps anyone caught in a labyrinth. It's also no coincidence that it happened in the Winchester house, it probably can only happen here. The user...

Tatiana falls into a door and knocks it open and torpedoes straight into a wall and then crashes to the floor.

Tat: Ah! Shit!

Tatiana picks herself off of the ground

Tat: It's fine I understand what's happening now, I'm not going to lose my cool again.

Tatiana looks around the room. She's in a study that is packed to the brim with books a fireplace sitting in the center as the focus of the room and Tijuana Brass standing patiently over a globe

Tat: That's right! I never called TB back. He was able to get here no problem it seems.

Tatiana makes her way over to the globe Tijuana Brass is standing over and throws it straight to the ground. The globe breaks open revealing a small box.

Tat: I can re-summon TB with this new photo and have him lead me to the next photo as a way to leave this place.

???: You dare steal from me?

Tatiana, startled by the voice, turns around to see who was behind her. In front of her was a menacing being that doesn't have legs, arms or neck, but still functions normally despite the lack of appendages. The head has a long ovoid shape with the eyes and mouth pushed close together. Its body is made of a fine silk and lined in a fine gold embroidering acting as the creature's skin.

???: Everything that bitch owns I'm owed. Her sins will be paid for with her life and possessions. It's no different than stealing from me.

Tat looks at the figure with a worried expression on her face.

Tat: You talk like you're a victim but that's not the case is it? You probably think the ones I met earlier may feel the same way because they were killed with a gun, but not just any gun, right "Vengeful spirit"?

???: Winchester...

Tat: Her beliefs were so strong. I have no way of knowing how it happened but those beliefs were so strong that it actually manifested into reality, she created a self fulfilling prophecy manifesting a stand.

???: I am an innocent soul and her punishment for her sins...

???: I AM MADNESS

To Be Continued