There was always something strange with the mansion up the mountain, multiple different people have lived in that mansion but next to none were found alive, why I say next to none is because there was one but you can’t really say she came out unharmed, her name was Adele, she was a young lady with a bright future ahead of her, she was smart, creative, productive and over all likable and active but all that changed when she went into that mansion, she was one of the many who tried to find out what exactly happens in that mansion, she was one of the many people who threw their lives away in the name of exploration, no one knows exactly what happened to her inside the mansion, but when she came out, she was crying and immediately died in front of the mansion gates, when she was examined during the autopsy, there was no sign of foul play, her cause of death was undetermined and until today no one knows what exactly happened in that mansion, all we know is that she was the only one who did not die inside the mansion, that’s why this hill has become a popular tourist attraction and also has been deemed the burial ground of many.

“Now if you’ll follow me, we will go see the cursed doll that killed many people,” a female curator says, in front of her are 28 people, some still in awe from the mansion story she told, she goes more into depth about the doll as she leads the group away from the window exhibit, the group following behind her but one of them doesn’t go with the line, he’s still starring at the window exhibit, hands in his pocket “yeah right, Cursed Mansion, my foot, I bet all my inheritance that it’s just a money grabber for them,” the young man says as the absence of the group catches his attention, he looks around and spots the group in a distance “HEY WAIT UP!” he shouts as he runs after them. The group spent the whole afternoon being shown around, many were tired and just wanted to go home already and the rest were hungry, the tour ended after 4 hours of misery for the students.

“Finally!!” a young lady said in relief as the group headed towards their bus, one by one they all entered the bus, did the roll call, and shared their food and snacks with each other, the young man from earlier was however not there, “Sir, Henry’s gone” a timid looking young man sitting at the very back seat of the bus raised his hand and said, everybody, turning to look at him, “Henry is what?” a student asks, the timid young man answers with “Henry’s gone”, the teacher walked over to the back of the bus and what the timid kid said was correct, Henry was not there, the teacher panicking and worrying asks the timid young man “Timothy, I thought you said he was sleeping during roll call, where is he?”, “I- when we were coming ou-out of the building, He-Henry said that he left something behind and that I should cover for him until he got back,” the kid said crying and stuttering, the bus starts filling up with whispers.

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“Where exactly did he say he was going?” the worried teacher asked, Timothy, replied “I-I don’t know”, the teacher kneels and tells the crying Timothy to stop crying, it wasn’t his fault, then he thanked the crying Timothy for telling him this before the bus departed. The teacher gets up and pulls out his phone while walking out of the bus. “Woah, who would have thought Timmy could lie?” a student says laughing, Timothy starts crying even more, “Rick!!!” the young lady from earlier says in a reprimanding manner. The bus driver looks at them through the rereview mirror, a student sitting in the front seat directly by the side of the seat behind the passenger's seat notices this, she notices that the driver was different from the one who had driven them here, the driver even though she was wearing a black cap, red hairstreaks were still visible and the driver’s nails were fairly long, perfectly clean and neat, not even broken for someone who has been supposedly driving for a long time the student thought, or maybe this is her first time? the student shrugged this off and went back on her phone.

Cars are speeding by while a young man is waving, trying to hitch a ride, it was Henry, he is standing near a mountain road not too far from the “cursed hall of fame” which is the museum they were at just a few hours ago, he was trying to get a ride from someone who was passing by the old abounded mansion at the top, tilting his head back in frustration, he was wondering if he should just try to walk there himself when suddenly a blue jeep pulled up “hey need some help?” a female voice coming from the jeep asks, Henry looked at the female driver, she was wearing a black cap but even so, red streaks of hair were still visible, he couldn’t see her face clearly but her nails were neat and long even though she was wearing a farmworker outfit. He found her suspicious but he needed to get to that mansion before the school found him, “are you heading up the mountain?” Henry asked looking at her, the female smiled “yes, yes I am, hop on” she said.

To Be Continued...