ClaraWhen I go downstairs for breakfast, the whole place has been organised and is now back to normal. I walk to the kitchen and find everyone in it as busy as a bee. Well, the kitchen is always busy. Something is always being prepared but this time looks really special."Hello dear," Miss Carina beams with a bright smile on her face when I sees me in the kitchen. Miss Carina has been in this house for as long as I can remember and she was really close to mother when she was still alive. She is like the house keeper of this house only that she doesn't do all the chores. She does a few and supervises others."Good morning, Carina," I ask her and she walks to me."Good morning, dear," she replies."You guys look really busy. Is there a something special today?" I ask her."Oh, that. It is just that some of the guests from last night's party slept over. We have to prepare something for them because your father plans on having breakfast with al

ClaraMy head feels pretty heavy as if it has been nailed into the ground. I try to lift it but I can't shift. My eyelids feel like they have been glued together. I open my eyes slowly and immediately look at a ceiling. Wait! This is not the ceiling of my room. Where am I?I look around the room but all I can find is a single desk and chair, besides the small bed that I am laying on. This looks nothing like my room. There is no windows of anything decorative. It is just a plain, dark and creepy room. This is not Damien's room either. Where on earth am I?I try to sit up but my whole body feels numb and heavy. I try to remember what happened before I ended up here. I can remember my conversation with my father and then the run in the woods.Then I heard footsteps. The footsteps must be the reason why I passed out. Oh, god! I wonder what time it is. Has anyone found out that I am missing? Well, I don't think so.Damien was with me this morning so the

ClaraI have been walking around in this small room, that looks more like a box than a bedroom, for a really long time. I have no idea what time it or how long it has been since I was brought into this horrible place. Something tells me that it could have been days now. No, I must be hallucinating. I can't have been that long a time. I feel like I might pass out the next minute. I think it might be the hunger. I didn't have a proper meal this morning. I was too nervous to have breakfast with my father and his guests so I just had a quick snack for breakfast.Maybe it is not the hunger. I can go longer than this without having any food. It could be the drug that was injected in me so that I could pass out back in the woods. I have been feeling awfully weak since I woke up. After pacing about hopelessly, I sit down on the floor and face the bed. I don't feel like sitting on that hideous bed. Only God knows what awful things have been on that bed

ClaraWhen the footsteps reach the door, my heart is pumping loudly in my ears. I haven't thought of anything wise to do to hide the situation in here. The door is open, someone is inside. If he is found here, he will get into trouble.Damn it! He should have hidden, but he stays there transfixed to the ground with his eyes fixed to the door in anticipation of whoever might be too there.The first thing that I see coming through the door is a face peeping through. It's a girl. She looks equally young as the boy here. She then enters slowly while looking around suspiciously. I let out a heavy breath that I had no idea I was even blowing. She doesn't look like trouble to me. If she is then, at least she is not one of them. I don't even know what to call them. I don't even know their names."Who are you?" I ask her. Well, that is the most relevant question that I can form in my head right now."Emma. Who are you?" she inquires while looki

ClaraWe head down the hill without looking back. By the time they find out that I am not in the room they left me in, I will be a good distance from here. Unless they have a spare key to the door. We go through the woods and when we are a long way from the hill, we reduce on our speed and start to find a way through. This place must be a long way from the town. It is only surrounded by woods. If these woods are connected to my Pack's territory, then I will be able to find my way home.I don't want to go home yet. I want to go to Damien's. From my Pack's territory, I will be able to find my way to Damien's house. Maybe there woods are connected to the woods around Damien's territory. I really hope so.If it is like that then I will be able to find Damien fast and stop him from going to that beast. I was desperately praying that he comes to rescue me when I was locked up in that monster house but now I am only praying that he doesn't go. I wish he do