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I've lost count of how many rooms and halls I've left behind.
This place is even bigger than I imagined. I descend one last flight of stairs and finally recognize the door we entered through last night.
I think I'm in the foyer of the mansion’s main entrance.
"Who the hell are you?"
I turn quickly and see several tattooed men approaching. One of them steps forward. He doesn’t look pleased. I notice he has a slight limp as he walks.
"Uh… I’m…"
"The new cleaner, right?" He narrows his eyes at me, frowning. His demeanor isn’t aggressive, but I prefer to stay alert. "You shouldn’t be wandering around the house."
"I’m a little lost," I say, which isn’t a lie, though I omit part of the truth. He doesn’t need to know who I am just yet. I wait for him to show his hand first before I p
