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341 words. Set in the D'Neville Mansion, main house, at some point between 12-3AM this morning (Jan.24.2011)
It was dark, but she enjoyed it. No bright lights, no loud noises. Not that it mattered this night; she was stone cold sober, a fact that shocked even the de le Poer woman. Indeed, as she took hesitant steps from her room, glancing around the central hall of the D'Neville mansion, there was no liquor on her mind. Her eyes focused, saw without the chemical additive, studied easily without the excess of booze. Her head was clear. The night was even better without the alcohol.
Except for the shadows.
Her crimson eyes filed over the shadows one by one, and in each she saw the golden eyes of her most horrid nightmares. She choked back her silent screams of displeasure, making her way down the hall, behind her room; she wanted to be outside, but in her subtle hysteria, she had fallen into disorientation. Which way was out? Which way would take her from the dark hallways to the moonlit snow-covered land outside of the mansion?
The shadows closed in on her as she tried, so valiantly, to find an escape. In them, the heavy form of the black-furred uncle she hated so much; but he had died, and she had seen it. What if he hadn't? Perhaps he lacked a soul to the extent of an inability to die. Maybe he was back, as he promised. And if he was, there was no hope for Talitha Lykoi. No father to save her now, no mother to comfort her. In the darkness, it was just Talitha.
Her scream echoed along the walls, seeping into the wood like water.
During her attempted escape, she had found the western staircase, and in her hysteria, she had tumbled down each step. She landed at the foot of them in a jumbled pile of cinnamon fur and mahogany locks, topped with torn cotton. It hurt to move, but she rolled onto her back. The shadows had gone, no Andrezej was there. Just her, staring at the ceiling with dull crimson eyes.
"What an idiot."
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