this job had come about by impulse; an au pair position in the uk. a desperate attempt to flee the troubles that ate away at you at home.

it wasn’t so bad; two kids to take care of and a breathtaking manor to roam about.

however, as the days grew into weeks and weeks into months — you knew it to be much more than a manor; a graveyard.

each creak shook you to life despite your deepest sleep, just as it did now; your eyes flicking around the moonlit room.