Rosenter Estate, Suffolk County on the long island.
'I feel really cold,' whispered Abigail while wrapping herself in the caress of her own arms. Ultimately, she arrived at the end of the bleak corridor and went into the only room that seemed to be there. "This is really a strange building. Almost like a maze," mumbled Abigail while flicking the switch of the light.
"What the ....?" said Abigail in a contorted tone. Abigail entered the room which seemed indistinguishable to Silvester’s red-coloured theme playroom. She observed the blood-red walls, dark and rusty furniture and whips and ropes of all sorts.
She screamed and fell on the ground. All the anguish that she had survived started replaying in her mind. She lied there with an open mouth and remembered all that had been done to
