Second floor

As they ascended to the second floor, they saw a perimeter with a bunch of doors. If you walked to the center and leaned on the railing, you could see the first floor. They stood in place just looking around, Sarah was very interested, all this architecture, beauty, and luxury fascinated her. Kevin wasn't really interested; he was interested in finding something out of the ordinary or something that would make him nervous. Adolescent maximalism was kicking in.

"Stop staring around, let's go over there" - Kevin pointed to the first door close to them.

With a quick movement he pulled the handle and opened the door to the inside. It was a dark room with no light to turn on. There was a floor lamp on the table, with candles already melted.

"Hey!" - he called out to Sara - "Find something to light this floor lamp, I can't see a damn thing."

She barely audibly agreed and walked over to the table where the floor lamp stood. At this point Kevin decided, though in complete darkness, to explore the room a little. The thought that there might be something hidden in this creepy mansion did not leave him, and the thought fluttered through him, sending little shivers down his body. The room was not a large four-by-four meter room. There was a double bed against the wall, along the walls were shelves full of books, but one could see that someone had stirred them up and strangely enough there was - a trunk under the window. His eyes adjusted slightly to the darkness and he slowly approached it carefully, passing a wooden chair with exquisite carvings and books lying on the floor. Leaning slightly on the bed, he noticed that the sheet was wrinkled.

"I can't figure out how long it's been such a mess" - he thought to himself.

"I Lit it" - Sarah muttered.

She stood with a lighted floor lamp, all five candles lit and momentarily blinded Kevin when he turned around.

"Fucking bright! God!" - he squinted slightly until his eyes got used to it - "And how did you even light it?" - She smiled guiltily.

"Here I found a man's clothes in the dark, and there was a lighter in the pocket."

Kevin was a little surprised and looked behind Sarah's back, indeed there were men's clothes lying around in a mess on the table and on the chair beside him. He thought for a second, then snatched the floor lamp out of her hands and ran to the trunk. Sarah puffed up her cheeks and barely heard a sniffle, for he hadn't even said she was good. But feeling safe beside him, she smiled slightly again and walked over to him.