Snippet #1989342

"Hello. Um..." She looked the lady up and down. She carefully noted the hoodie and yoga pants, the kids she had seen walking in and out of her school instantly popping into mind. She had often seen them in hoodies but quite tight bottoms, walking in and out of the Hall with Madaline Langley, the Dance teacher from the school down the road. Maybe she was a dancer? She laughed at her self for being so nosy when not even introducing herself to the girl. "I'm Danniella. Danni for short. This is Mark. And now there are two of you to look after the people who wake up, I'll go up to the mansion!" She nodded to the both of them and headed off, shouting back. "If you hear me scream, I'm probably dead!"

By the time she had got to the mansion, she started to doubt herself, but.. after all, most times she HAD doubted herself, she should have done the thing she doubted herself about. Confusion, yes. No doubt about that, but she stopped at the door, her hand lifted in mid-air, curled into a fist.

As soon as her hand touched the door, it creaked open gradually. "It wasn't locked.." She stepped inside, the door slamming closed behind her and the slam echoing throuout the town. She darted back to it, grabbing the handle and trying ever so furiously to open the door, then kicking the door when she realised it was locked, leaving her trapped inside.