It's 1964 and Mila has moved from the ukraine to England. She moves into an mansion, in the heart of the Dales, to be percific were the bronte sisters lived. The ghosts of anne, charlotte and Emily haunt the house. But the brother Branwell, is making it hard for her. He tells her on her first night that there will be a murder in the village of a woman named Geogie mills, will she see the culprit? and if she does, will the culprit do to her before she tells the police?


32. "I held out my hand and you will fall...."

I ran up the stairs, breathless and exhausted. Looking behind me as I reached the top of the stairs , I realised that infact I was not followed by any being at all, that infact the being had dissapeared altogether. It was just me , I thought. Just me at the top of the stairs looking down to the carpeted, ground floor , while grabbing onto a  oak banister to brace my fall , incase   I  get pushed  over by a invisable force once again.

I rested to bring myself together ,  to calm down.

( I wanted to find my room, and I must ask you to remember what bedroom I get because this piece of information could become rather important in this story, when I go on. Many things may happen in this room- and tonight for example something most brutal will happen).

I skipped to the end of the hall, towards a large seated window, in which I could infact relax or read, while watching the animal world go by. Birds would sqaurk ever so loudly to one another as if they wanted to say "Chase me, Chase me!" , while fox's slope past looking for there next meal.

I hummed a tune, quitely incase Connor or Declan had gone to bed for some rest before our family Luncheon at 1:30.

I slumped my shoulders, sitting down on the seat. Closing my eyes to relax some more, it helped with the nausea that I felt. After a few minutes or so, I opened them once again, hearing a strange noise which had suddenly started.

My hands started to shake, violently, scared and concerened I immediently looked up and leaned forwards so I could see out of the window, which in fact was making a slight hexagon shape.

As my eyes focused, I could not believe what I saw.It was shocking - a man holding a limp and lifeless body, of what seemed to be an older woman. It's body had been bitten all over. The being who held the lifeless body was a deep, scarlett red. Black type horns shon in the mid-morning light. His fingers long and sharp, longer and sharper than a humans.

"No...No..." My voice wobbled, I was shocked, no it was more than that.

"I held out my hand and you will fall, your body will suffer a brutal death. Your body will land broken and scratched, nothing will match. No one will reconise thou, thinking wittnesses are saying all lies. Body torn eyes pulled out , left for dead in the lake."

"Oh god, Oh no."

That was the only thing I could say before I jumped out of the seat, backing to a room that was behind me, carefully opening it. I closed it quitely, locking it as well.


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