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Aug-29-2009 19:48

I was finally there after the drudging two hours drive on the lifeless road. The lone mansion in the middle of the Arabian Desert loomed into the dark clouded sky. Shimmering with an unnatural glow, the white walls of the four-storey building spoke of money and taste. The sun had already set and the chill of the night began to feel as excruciating as the baking heat of the day. I got out of my old rented Buick and walked to the front door, my new heals making the only sound to be heard from miles on end.

This is my first case here in Cairo, and I was on my own. My parents had questioned my sanity of going away from London, to a messy and lawless city in Egypt of all places. "You can still be a detective here, my darling." My mother said. True, but I would always remain a gumshoe, a young girl swimming in a pool full of experienced detectives. In Cairo, I was somebody. The agency that hired me didn't have enough staff to go around, so I was put in charge of cases by myself, and no one would question my lack of experience.

I combed my fingers through my long straight hair and tugged in my shirt, then I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. A deep lovely chime was heard on the other side of the door, but I waited for minutes and no one answered. I reviewed my case file again. Someone called in and said that his father died in bed, but he felt there was more to the story. He asked for a detective and gave us this address. That was it. My agency director thought this would be an easy case and handed it over to me. I closed the file and rang the door a few more times. Again, there was no answer. I tried for the handle, and yes, it was unlocked. I decided to let myself in.

((This is a first person collaborative story. Please continue to play the part of the same girl, as she's the only main character in the story. Feel free to improvise and enjoy!!))

Aug-29-2009 21:19

Just then,a butler crept behind me. "Can I help you,miss?" the butler said. "Yes" I replied. "I have been sent by the son of the late Mr...?"

"Jones,miss. Henry Jones" The butler replied. "And you may be?" the butler asked.

"Ah,sorry. My name is Lilly. Lilly Evans. I'm from New York" I replied to answer the butler's question.

"Yes,it is a terrible tragedy that the late Mr. Jones has passed away. A real tragedy.." the butler replied.

As I looked around,I saw that the foyer was really well maintained and clean.

"How long has it been,since Mr. Jones has passed away and did he have any enemies?" I asked.

"Well,it has been 3 weeks and for as I know,Mr. Jones has no enemies at all. Unless..." the butler replied.

"Unless what?" I asked.

"Unless,the evil curse has come true..." the butler said and he began to shiffer.

I quickly grabbed a chair from the kitchen nearby and made sure the butler was nicely seated and that he would be safely there.

"Also,why is the light not working?" I asked.

"Well,we are still in the process of getting electricity. This mansion was build a month ago. But it will be soon fixed,when the son of late Mr. Jones comes around here?"

That is strange,I thought. The person I spoke to didn't mention this fact,that he would be coming around. Or maybe the butler is making things up? I was a bit confused and I needed to rest.

"Is there a bedroom for me?" I asked and the butler nodded and he led me towards the bedroom.

"This will be your room. Please lock the door,as there may be something around here..." the butler said and he walked away.

"Creepy fellow" I murmered and I locked the door and I was sitting on the edge of the bed...

Aug-30-2009 00:32

Why would the butler lie that Mr. Jones Junior would be coming around? Was that an excuse so that i would stay and wait for him? Anyhow, i had a feeling that this butler cannot be trusted, and therefore i told him of the city where I was born and not the place where my current family was located.

The long drive was tiring for me, and i decided to rest my head a bit. Suddenly, i heard a loud noise coming from somewhere downstairs. I looked at the watch. It was exactly midnight...

I wondered if should i go investigate...

Aug-30-2009 09:05

But I didn't have a light. My only thing I had was a lipstick and the only thing I could use it for,was to make a scary face. I quickly made a decision and decided to investigate a sound.

I silently opened the door,which peeped a bit when it opened and I let the door open.

Step for step,I went towards the stairs and there I saw it. The door,busted open,with some kind of monster in the opening of the mansion doors.

I almost screamed,when someone pulled a hand before my mouth and dragged me back.

"It's me miss." the butler whispered and I immediately became calm,knowing that he just saved my life.

"What was that thing?" I whispered and the butler began to shiver (srry for my other "shiffer",just looked up the word).

"It's the curse Miss Evans. The one I told you a bit about. But you didn't want an explanation,just yet" the butler whispered and just as the butler finished that question,I heard steps on the stairs.

"My god,it's coming upstairs. He knows we're here" I almost screamed and the butler yelled : "Follow me!" and so,the chase around the mansion began. The monster was quick,he was almost gaining on me,when I knocked a clock to the ground,blocking his way for 3 seconds,but he jumped over it. Those 3 seconds gave me my life back,because the butler opened a secret passway and led me into it and closed it just in time,because a second later,the monster would've eaten us up.

"What the hell is that thing!" I yelled and I heard the monster scratching on the door.

And so,the butler began to explain...

Sep-7-2009 10:13

(people,you may join if you want. It's an open story,everyone can participate. It's in the first person-writing style and it isn't hard. Just come up with something ^^)