Creed had already disappeared deeper into the house by the time I walked through the door. The maid I was with had taken my umbrella and had placed it in a metal basket by the door along with hers.
"This way," she said and walked down to one side of the foyer. I followed behind in silence, looking about the interior of the house. It looked just like any ordinary house. There was nothing special about it but it made me uncomfortable anyway. The atmosphere was dimmed down, mainly because the curtains were closed and it was covered in dark clouds outside. The sound of the heavy rain reached the inside. If I were to spend the entire night there, I hoped it would stop raining soon.
The maid led me down to the end of the hallway where we stopped before an opened door. It was a bedroom and my s
