posted on Jun, 6 2009 @ 07:58 PM
I had gone down the stairs that led to the lowest level in the house. I hated it down there, the air was stale and had a pungent odor, but I was
desperate. I had heard him ranting and raving from the east wing of the house...he was in the mood... I knew that he was looking for me, but he would
settle for one of the servants if he could find one. He did. I could hear the blows striking Ginny, I could hear her wails of pain. I was far enough
away now that the terrible sounds didn't reach my ears. I felt a tinge of guilt, but quickly pushed it aside. I was in survival mode. I reached the
bottom of the stairs and decided to take the corridor to my left. It was dimly lit, a small light fixture every couple of feet or so, giving enough
light to cast eerie shadows down the length of the stone walls. I had never been down this hall before. It was creepy. The carpeting a strange
combination of red and black, it reminded me of a snake, slithering and winding its way across the floor. The thought of it sent shivers over me. I
had goose bumps.
There were many doors. Large heavy wooden doors. Old and seasoned. Some were carved with strange elvish looking creatures, some cherubs, some leaves
and vines. If I hadn't been so scared, I might have taken the time to admire the craftsmanship that went into making them. No... they were creepy too
I decided. At, the next turn, I made a right. Another long corridor, no doors on the sides...but there at the end, two large double doors. I
approached them slowly, curiously. They were carved as well, with hideous creatures, creatures that looked liked the gargoyles that I had seen in
books. They looked evil, menacing, like they were looking to kill me... I reached for the handles that would open them..... to be cont....