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#WritcoStoryPrompt34
The mansion loomed over them as they approached it. Her heart sank with a foreboding that ran like rivers through her entire body. Suddenly she wasn't sure if it was such a great idea to be part of this investigation...
"Not much further," Grant said, lighting a cigarette with a flick of his silver lighter. "Shouldn't take long, just a routine look-around."
Routine, Mallory thought bitterly, staring at the crumbling spires and yawning shadows. Nothing about this felt routine.
The car creaked as she finally stepped out, her boots crunching on the gravel. The air was thick, the kind of chill that seeped into your bones and whispered doubts into your ear. She adjusted her coat against the cold and followed Grant, who moved with a confidence she couldn’t muster.
"Bet it’s just a...
The mansion loomed over them as they approached it. Her heart sank with a foreboding that ran like rivers through her entire body. Suddenly she wasn't sure if it was such a great idea to be part of this investigation...
"Not much further," Grant said, lighting a cigarette with a flick of his silver lighter. "Shouldn't take long, just a routine look-around."
Routine, Mallory thought bitterly, staring at the crumbling spires and yawning shadows. Nothing about this felt routine.
The car creaked as she finally stepped out, her boots crunching on the gravel. The air was thick, the kind of chill that seeped into your bones and whispered doubts into your ear. She adjusted her coat against the cold and followed Grant, who moved with a confidence she couldn’t muster.
"Bet it’s just a...
