I stumbled into the fog as I reached the Dark Family mansion. I exhaled a deep courageous breath as I let my anger push me towards the front door. I rang the doorbell as I began to pace the rotting porch.
Termites scattered with each stomp I made. I was quivering but I couldn't tell if it was the sadness, anger, or fear of the confrontation I faced. It was probably all of it mixed with the damp coldness that illuminated the grounds.
The front door swung open and to my surprise, I did not see the butler standing before me. It was Shadow with blood-shot eyes as if he had been crying. My heart weakened from the sight of him. He looked devasted and just as heartbroken as I.
“Katie…" His voice faltered as the sound of my name coming from his lips crawled up my skin.
I tried to shake off
