Thump Thump Thump

The familiar sound of Dullaha steps as She guided her ghostly army of the dammed towards that wretched manor to reap and to destroy.

As she saddled off her wolf resting the thorny body of her sword on her shoulder slowly marching towards the manor but as she busted the door down ready to commence the attack she found it barren and empty she thought maybe it was an ambush so she kept her guards up

But as she slowly walked deeper and deeper into the manor, there were no signs of life at all. Just the soft creeking of the floorboards under her boots and the thundering rain outside.

But then as she wandered to a particular room... She can't help herself but be drawn in like she remembered something but can't really quite put a finger on. The reason, #+?)!& it was foggy and unclear like the mist surrounding the manor but it was a name, a name of a particular man which all heathcliff's forgotten a long time ago their sole reason of them staying in this hell but it was never a happy ending since either her or that man will live a life of misery and pain.

But she didn't know that did she? Since every heathcliff had forgotten and every +!:+? Had been erased across the universe

Creak...

She slowly pushed the door open her eyes drifting over every corner of the gloomy room until her eyes locked onto a figure on the bed, his face.. she can't help but stare.

"..." She would've swung the second she saw anyone here but why was she hesitating..? She wondered