I knew that I needed to get far far away from the legs, I did not believe in monsters hiding under the furniture and it was unfortunate because it was better than believing the Valois hid dead bodies under their dining table.
I take a closer look and decide to be brave. I take small calculated steps towards the foot and yank the body out, another scream erupts from my mouth as I see what it really is.
I run to the door and I fumble with the knob a little bit before my brain finally works, I run to the hallway and stop.
The mansion is eerily quiet…sweat is forming on my skin quickly and I see the flash of that man’s face, white and folded.
I can’t hold it in any more, I puke.
“Holy f***k” I mumble and wipe my lips with the back of my hand.
It’s just my second night in the mansion and
