answering her. Valeriana had to lift her leg as there was a hump to get inside, but as soon as she took a step in, she regretted it.
What they ended up going into was a dark, abandoned hallway. It was utterly quiet that every step they took echoed eerily. The atmosphere and silence felt unnerving.
“Hey! Wait for me!” She exclaimed, feeling somewhat nervous about going in alone.
Seraphina had her hands around the hilt of her sheathed sword—a weapon that nobody fortunately noticed—and was bent slightly on a pose that signaled her readiness for any kind of attack. It was as though they were infiltrating the enemy base . . . which was oddly true.
“Valeriana, if you see something strange, alert me immediately.”
“B-but, how am I supposed to know? There are all sorts of scary things in here.” She stammered.
“We should check this door.” Seraphina walked towards the door to their right and placed a hand on the knob.
“W-wait, I don't think you should.”
The lady slowly pushed the door open, letting it hit the wall.
“Holy mother of—” Valeriana broke into a loud scream before she could even finish talking.
The sight was gruesome and horrifying alright. The girl could not hold back her reaction even after landing a mere glance.
In the lobby was a dying woman lying on the couch, sprawled helplessly while covered in her own blood. The crimson liquid had dried off around her mouth and even more seeped through her painted lips. There was another character in the scene, feeding on the innards of the open stomach of the woman. The monster's appearance was barbaric, with a pointed set of teeth stained with blood and bits of flesh falling out from his mouth.
”H-help . . . me . . .” The woman reached out towards them.
When the monster saw both girls, its blood red eyes glistened with bloodthirstiness and started running for two. Valeriana jumped from where she stood and grabbed the knob instinctively while Seraphina drew her weapon. With a loud bang, she shut the door close and took off running with the woman in tow.
Her heart was beating so fast, it felt like it would burst from her chest. Her hands, as well, were trembling uncontrollably and her knees felt unbelievably weak.
Even after shutting it close, the monster kept banging on the door.
“Why did you leave her alone? We should help her!” Seraphina exclaimed.
Valeriana focused on calming herself. “Listen,” she told the woman as she took in deep breaths. “None of that was real.”
“But . . .”
“You won't believe how great special effects are.” She continued. “That woman had great acting too. Really. I felt like I just died a gazillion times.”
“It wasn't real?”
“That's the point of a Horror House. To scare, but not harm people. It's for past time and entertainment.” Valeriana wiped off the sweat on her brow while panting. “So you have to keep in mind that you can't just draw that thing recklessly or you'll probably kill innocent people doing their job.”
Valeriana pointed to the fully drawn, gleaming sword Seraphina held professionally with her two, swift hands.
“You have to promise me that you will not draw that thing against anyone here. I didn't lead you here to murder someone after all. Now for Pete's sake, please put that away.”
Seraphina hesitantly followed Valeriana's instructions and sheathed her weapon back in place. She seemed almost disappointed and troubled as she did so. As it slid smoothly into the scabbard, Seraphina released a huge breath and began to contemplate how on earth she was going to accomplish her task without hurting one person. Include the fact that she had to distinguish which was a demon, and which wasn't. The future was starting to look bleak for her.
“I'm going to have to proceed without drawing my weapon against anything at all then.”
The mere thought made her feel helpless.
“I'll try not to unless I am sure who my true enemies are.”
Valeriana nodded at her
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