A deadly party

-Great party, Deborah!

Deborah turned to the person who had just spoken to her. Laura, her friend, was dancing with enthusiasm, her cleavage barely containing the brunette's large breasts that were bouncing with each jump.

-Watch out, John hasn't taken his eyes off you since he saw you, and if you end up with your tits hanging out, he'll probably faint.

-Who cares ? We're having fun, that's all that matters, right?

Without another word, Laura almost fell and had to grab Deborah's shoulder to stay up. It was at that moment that the latter realized that her friend was pretty drunk.

-Whose house is it, again?

-My grandmother," Deborah replied. She's on holiday and she let me in charge of the house.

-Nice," Laura nodded. What did she do for a living? It's a big house.

-I never really knew. When I was little, I thought she was a witch. She was quite intimidating, but whenever I was sick, she would prepare something that would cure me in a minute. Placebo effect, probably.

The young lady was about to start again when she was interrupted by the arrival of Matt.

-Hey Deborah, cool party!

-Thank you," said Deborah.

-I just wanted to ask, do you know what's behind that trap door in the ceiling ? Because we made a bet with Rachel and Audrey on what was there.

-I don't really know. My grandmother wouldn't let me go when I was a kid. She always said there were monsters that would catch me if I went there alone.

-And for real? Matt asked.

-Honestly, I don't know. It's just an attic with some old junk, probably.

-Don't you want to go and see?

-No," said Deborah immediately. She's probably got some personal stuff in there.

-Come on," insisted Matt. We won't touch anything, I promise, it's just to have a look.

-I must say, I'm curious too," Laura said, adjusting her cleavage.

Deborah sighed, understanding that she wouldn't change their minds.

-All right, I'll open it. We only stay there for a couple minutes, and you don't touch anything, right?

-I promise!

Deborah walked through the house, followed by her friends. She then saw Audrey and Rachel, who were waiting patiently under the trap door.

-Well, what are we waiting for, she sighed.

She saw other guests joining her, probably intrigued by this room that they had not yet visited since the beginning of the evening.

A few minutes later, Deborah climbed up the ladder to the attic, until she found herself in a dark room. She pressed the switch that suddenly lit up the room, and discovered a large messy place. One by one, her friends climbed the ladder to join her.

Every corner of the room was covered with trunks, junk and shelves. The spider webs seemed to indicate that no one had been in there for a long time. Deborah was tempted to explore this unknown room further, perhaps to discover something she didn't know about her grandmother. But at the same time, she felt it was disrespectful to go through her belongings.

She was still immersed in these thoughts when she suddenly heard a voice behind her.

-Damn, look what I found !