Hannah
Sebastian led me through the back room until we reached a door; behind the door was a long staircase that led into a dark abyss. If Sebastian wasn’t with me, I would have been frightened, but he didn’t seem phased. He took my hand and lead me down the stairs; we were engulfed by the darkness. He turned on a light and my eyes had to work overtime to adjust to the new lighting.
It looked like a small apartment; it was quaint and perfect for one person. There was a bed on the far side of the room on a platform. It looked like a bed fit for a princess with light pink curtains that draped around it for privacy purposes. There was a large couch with a coffee table sitting in front of it along with a TV hung up on the wall. The wall was decorated with colorful abstract paintings. Tellin
