Chapter 103: Tormented Prisoner

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Chapter 103: Tormented Prisoner

A few minutes later...

After having used the facilities, I washed my hands thoroughly, and then proceeded to check on my hair and makeup in the mirror. As I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I was pleased to see that my makeup was holding up well, as well as the vampire bite prosthetic, so I left well enough alone. However, being a self-proclaimed perfectionist, I started fidgeting with my hair a bit – resetting my hair clips, trying to decide whether to keep some of it over one shoulder or not.

Once I was pleased – at least as pleased as I could be – I lowered my arms and was about to turn to leave the bathroom when I noticed a woman standing behind me in the reflection of the mirror. She was glaring at me with dark eyes. I gasped in shock before I quickly whirled around, grabbing onto the edges of the counter with both hands to brace myself.

Nothing.

I took a bit of a deep breathe before slowly turning back to the mirror and saw only my own reflection. I tried to tell myself it was probably just a combination of anxiety about the premiere, and the fact that it was Halloween night. For as long as I can remember, I had always felt slightly uncomfortable on Halloween. I don't know why. It was just something that happened every year.

So, yes, that's all it is. It has nothing to do with the fact that Zak believes there are spirits living here that have terrorized his ex-girlfriends before...

As soon as the thought crossed my mind, the bathroom light flickered – long enough to put the entire bathroom in complete darkness for a few seconds before it came back on.

That was just a coincidence...I thought, as I rather quickly headed toward the bathroom door and opened it – mentally thankful it hadn't mysteriously locked on me – and stepped out into the main room, flicking the bathroom light off as I did so.

Just as I was about to walk the short distance through the game room and back upstairs, I noticed something different about my surroundings.

Just as I was about to walk the short distance through the game room and back upstairs, I noticed something different about my surroundings

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The bookcase to Zak's dungeon was open a tiny bit. I was absolutely positive it had been firmly shut when I had passed it earlier. Zak never left it open, even if he was inside.

Don't go in...this has all the signs of a deadly scene from a horror movie written all over it...the thought unwillingly crossed my mind.

I stepped closer to the bookcase and gently grabbed onto it's edge, about to push the bookcase firmly against the wall, when I heard a faint voice from inside – my mother's voice.

"Alicia..."

What the hell? I had never, in all the years since my parents had died, heard my mothers or my fathers voice.

I felt my heart swell with longing, and against my better judgement, I opened the bookcase further, and stepped into the dungeon, letting the light from the game room shine in.

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