Inside

Your jaw falls open as you take in the ornate room. Grand spiraling staircases on either side of the room lead up to the second and third story of the house. Each story having a large balcony overlooking the entry hall.

A massive chandelier dominates the space above the entry hall, sparkling where it catches the light from outside.

Slowly, your eyes make their way downward, taking note of the murals on the walls and the fine craftsmanship of every bit of exposed wood and trim in the room.

When your attention finally reached the lower level where you're standing, you almost miss her at first. You notice the doors leading from the entry hall, the nude female statues, made of marble, beside each staircase, but the young lady standing in the center of the room only catches your attention because she does not quite fit with the rest of the surroundings.

At first, you think that she might be some kind of a display. She's standing almost perfectly still, her eyes turned downward and her long blonde hair hanging down to frame her face. Her simple dress is an off white, and looks as if it could fall apart at any moment. Her hands are thrust forward, an envelope with a red wax seal resting across her palms.

The first real sign that she's a person comes when her eyes flicker up, meeting yours for a brief moment before turning downward again. A slight tremble goes through her body.