House of Whorers
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"Son? Can you go clean out the attic while we work on the kitchen?" your mom's voice rings out through the massive mansion, reaching you all the way on the third floor. "Yeah mom, I'll get to it." you respond but grumble a bit as you trudge your way towards the ladder. The rungs creak and strain under your weight as you open the attic opening and go in. It's day outside but the inside of the attic is pitch black and stuffy, your heart beats a little faster, you've never been very good friends with the dark for it always feels like there's something watching you. For once in your life, you're right.
You take small steps to the nearest wall and fumble around for a bit, finally you flip a light switch and for a second the lightbulbs flutter to life but then they are whisked away, almost as if a hand had swiped them out of existence. You pause, the urge to turn tail and go back into the safety of the light is irresistible, but something compels you to keep moving. You scratch at your ears, it feels like something is whispering into them, must be all the dust in the room. As you move deeper into the middle of the attic a faint purple light glimmers into existence, you breath a sigh of relief. The light is almost hypnotizing, the sparkly deep purple dimming and then growing stronger in pulses, it draws you closer and with each step the light, no, more like energy grows more powerful. A sheet covers whatever is making the light and you throw it aside, a leather bound book sits snuggly in a divot in the old oakwood floor, the purple pulses of energy fill up the whole room now, the rhythm seems to follow your heartbeat causing you to calm down. You reach out and place two tentative hands on the dry leather, a chill shoots down your spine and your heart beats faster, the pulses of energy moving in tandem with it. It feels like there are thousands of eyes watching your movements, but even more strangely it feels like all the eyes belong to one being. Shivers run along your body as you stand there in terror, the darkness seems to be creeping around you and the ceiling looks as if it's drooping under its own weight.
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