Lara and The Mansion in the Woods

A Key and The Diary

I woke up at the library feeling light headed as if I was punched in the head. I had no clue about everything until I remembered what happened. I ran quickly out of the library without thinking about the dizziness and confusion. I had a few bumps in the wall but I’m too confused to even care. I hurried to my room and immediately closed the door. My heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it would explode with so much fear and apprehension I was feeling.

I felt the cold sweat running from my head. I can’t understand if these are just hallucinations or if I should even trust what my eyes perceive. It's too much for me to process. Just as I felt like I’m having a chance in life, here comes another threat. It hurts me that these things keep happening to me, but I only have me now. I tried to calm myself and keep my composure. I have to be brave and stay alert. I’m alone now but I still want to have a life. The life that was robbed from me. I was still in unbearable shock when I heard a knock at the door. I watched as a shadow slipped underneath the door. “Dear, are you alright in there? I heard a door suddenly shut so I hurried here. Is there something I can help you with?” I recognized that voice. It was Mrs. Hudson. As I stared at the clock by the door, I realized that what felt like days only happened in a few minutes. I finally decided to open the door to see Mrs. Hudson holding a duster. I don’t know anything else to do. I feel warm tears running down my face. “Oh dear, what’s the matter?” she curiously asked. I just couldn't answer that in words but I hugged her without even caring if she’d suddenly turn into a creature. She then hugged me back in return. “What’s the matter dear?” she asked again but I don't want to tell her.

“Nothing Mrs. Hudson, it’s just that I miss my parents”, I lied but I think a partial truth can be considered. “But they’re already here, Dear. There’s nothing you should worry about”, she replied with a comforting voice. “I mean my real parents”, I said as fresh tears fell from my eyes that I can’t really control. “Oh dear, I’m really sorry, but things happen, sometimes beyond our control, and fate is not a friend nor a foe to blame, but a thing we simply can’t avoid as mere humans.” That's a very poetic response, and I can feel the sincerity of her sympathy towards how I feel but, now, I simply just can’t trust people easily. “Thank you Mrs. Hudson, I appreciate your sympathy.” I replied while wiping my tears and trying to smile, signaling the end of our conversation. She then nodded at me in return and continued with dusting the furniture by the door of my room.

I closed the door, let out a sigh, then slowly prostrated at my bed. If I want to save myself, I should first understand what’s going on. I was thinking too much that I didn't notice that I had something in my right pocket. A strange key? Since when did I have this? Could this be from Eilif? Why would she warn me? I need answers to all of these but where should I start?

Talking to someone surely calmed me down. Even though I can’t trust them, I should still act normal, as if nothing happened. It can help me in both keeping my sanity and understanding this place. I should keep a diary of the things that happened today. I rolled towards my right to reach my drawer to see if there are anything I can use to write on. Aside from a pen, I also stumbled upon a few papers. I got up and paced towards my cabinet to see if there are any yarns that I can use. I found a blue ribbon which I can use to bind the papers I found. Luckily for me, I learned making DIYs from when I was at the orphanage.

As I put my materials together, I remembered the orphanage. I sometimes miss that place, but if I think about it, neither of these two places I can call home. Especially now that I’ve caught a glimpse of truth. “Mom..” I thought to myself, as I sat here thinking of what to do next. As I finally bowed the ribbons, I took the pen and wrote everything that I’ve experienced. From when I was with Alfred, at the dining when I was waiting for them to arrive, and from the library with that creature Eilif. I’m trying to make something from this but I got nothing. I traced the shape of the key to my diary to keep as a record. I laid on my back again, while holding the key thinking what it was for. This is where Eilif leads me. This is where I start. To find the purpose of the Key.