The Fallen Valkyrie

Trials of Jeremy.

Layla pulled over the driveway and killed the engine.

“I don’t know why you chose this place.” Layla said looking at the deserted neighbourhood.

At the corner of the street was a huge mansion built in Victorian style architecture. It was hidden behind the rogue branches grew apart from the tree. The dense flora blanketed the ground around it. Layla doubted that the wild grass might also covered the floor inside of the mansion. The atop turret of the mansion entangled in the climbers like the cobwebs stringing around an insect. The moss laid thick on the rusty gates and stone and almost everything in the lawn. There was a pair of slide and swing set in the lawn which creaked slightly when the wind blew past through it. It gave Layla chills like she was watching an intro scene of Stephen King’s novel adapted into a movie.

“You do know that’s not my house, right?” Bianca teased when she noticed her sister staring at the Blarsons’ Villa.

Layla averted her eyes from the scenery quickly. “Your window looks out to it.” She said when she saw Bianca’s bedroom window upstairs.

“Well yeah, it’s pretty amusing.” She laughed.

Layla ignored the sarcasm and picked up her bag. “Let’s go inside. I can’t bear to stand here and look at that.” She said glancing one last time at the Villa before going in.