EMILY
The cabin was so beautiful, but it was also painfully cold. I pulled my hand around me as I walked through the path to the room I was told to wait in. I still haven’t found a sign of life or of Cleo, but I still decided to move ahead.
I took a deep breath as I walked into an open room. It was where the guard informed me that Cleo would be. "Cleo?" I called out, but there was no response.
The place was painted with a cream and blue Barbie theme. I found it sort of girly and beautiful. It was a contrast to my room. I guess this was the benefit of staying away from the pack house. You get to do things that are just different.
I sighed as I moved forward, only for the glint of jewellery to catch my eye. What was that? It seemed like something out of a fairy tale, and it wouldn’t be
