THIRD PERSON POV:
A car slows to a halt in front of an old dilapidated building. A woman, dressed regally in a black gown flowing around her legs and adorned with gold sequins and jewellery steps out of the BMW. She looks around to see if she is being followed but the area is nothing if not empty.
She walks through the wrought iron gates that look like it hasn't been maintained in years, looking around and wondering how the hell anyone manages to live in this dead castle.
She keeps walking, hastening her footsteps as she doesn't want to waste her time here. She finally stops at the entrance of the mansion, raising her hand to knock on the large, double mahogany doors.
The door swings open and standing before her is a young man in his mid twenties, the side of his face covered in a b
