I sat there, staring into his eyes, overwhelmed by fear and panic.

“Why are you asking me things I don’t understand?” I snapped, and he reached out to hold my hands.

“You may not realize it, but I control everything that happens in this mansion. I see and hear everything I want to,” he said, and my eyes widened in shock as curiosity crept in about what he might have discovered.

“What did you find?” I inquired, noticing his smirk.

“Nothing, that’s why I’m asking you,” he replied, smiling at me in a creepy manner. His words eased my tension slightly, but I remained unconvinced.

“What do you want to...