Master pulled me up under my arms and placed me on the ground where the limo idled. I looked up and saw an ominous-looking house, maybe the home of a friend, not quite sure. It looked like a two-story Colonial home. However, there were tons of cars parked in the lot next to the house. The house seemed regal, almost like the plantation homes you see in the South. The door leading into the house was covered by four massive columns, and a grand looking staircase rose to meet it. Now the off thing about the house is the windows. They were narrow like the old Colonials I've seen, but the panes of glass were a shimmering onyx color. You could see very light shadows of people but absolutely nothing else.
Master took the lead as I ghosted his every move one pace behind him. We climbed the stair
