I looked behind me, but there was no one. My eyes shifted to the door, and I walked in cautiously.

The inside was warm. A lot of candles were lit, and there were all sorts of books arranged on a wooden shelf. Weird looking vases on the table. On the walls were strange markings in red and black. I felt drawn to them. The pad of my fingers trailed them on the wall.

There were also a lot of flowers spread all over the room, a few trees in the corners, mistletoe on the ceiling, and a couch at the far end. It was a sight.

It didn't have a...