Aria’s POV
I was pleasantly surprised to find the basement door unlocked; that cut down any time it would have taken to look for a key, if there even was one. On first look, it didn’t seem to be much more than what I had always assumed would be down there - storage, paperwork, boring - but an eerie feeling propelled me forward to the far wall. It seemed out of place, as if the basement was smaller than it should have been. Scanning the space to try to determine whether my eyes were playing tricks on me, my gaze fell on a dirty collar, caked with dirt and what I could only assume was dried blood. I shuddered and before the howl in the back of my mind could become too loud, drowning out the rest of my thoughts, I quickly looked up at the ceiling, trying to mentally calculate the distance be
