Beth glanced at her phone absent-mindedly as she made her way to the grand staircase in the main hall of the mansion. Disappointingly, she still had no signal, but she felt the need to keep checking every few seconds. She hated being without her phone. She had just uploaded a picture of herself to Instagram, surrounded by the fog outside, and was dying to see how many likes it had gotten. In the past year, she had amassed nearly five thousand followers due to her glamour shots and modelling work.
Since nobody else had taken the stairs, she figured that would probably be a good place to start looking. Still glancing down at her phone, she slowly walked up the large steps to the upper floors, each one creaking noisily under her feet. As she reached the upper floor, she slipped her phone back into her pocket and headed onwards down a long corridor.
As she walked, it occurred to her that this place might actually be pretty nice if it was cleaned and spruced up a little. Part of her had always wanted to live in a giant mansion...
Beth saw a huge pair of double doors ahead, with some gold trimming and ornate carvings in the wood. Wondering if Stacey had been drawn to them, Beth grabbed the golden doorknob and pushed them open. Inside, she saw...
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