Chapter 0059


    I just shrug and shake my head as I climb out of the door, letting him know that I have no idea.


    I see that Kent has left chaos in his wake on the way to his office, people standing in the hallway


    staring after him with worried expressions. As I walk slowly into the house, I see Daniele down the


    stairs. He catches my eye.


    “What happened?” he whispers, looking concerned, but before I can answer Kentes out of his


    office again, fury in his every line.


    “You two,” he demands. “Upstairs.”


    “Dad,” Daniel says, taking another step down, putting out a hand to offer to help –


    “I said upstairs!” Kent yells, and Daniel and I both jump. I scurry to where Daniel is standing on the


    stairs, grabbing his arm and pulling him up with me.


    “Seriously, what’s going on?” Daniel whispers to me as he follows.


    “I don’t know,” I whisper back, pulling him towards my room. Hees in with me and I shut the door


    behind us. But even the door can’t block out Kent’s next bellow.


    “Fiona! Get down here! Now!”


    Daniel stays in my room with me for a while. He won’t admit it as readily as I do, but we’re both scared


    to leave. We watch old movies, surviving on bottled water and some gummy bears that Daniel had


    stored away in his room.


    Eventually, though, he has to go to his night ss. He apologizes as he goes, looking back at


    sorrowfully as he leaves. I think he knows that I’d pay anything to be go with him right now.


    I wait for a little bit, my eyes on the door to see if Fiona wille. Hardly a night passes when she


    doesn’t stop by my room to say goodnight, at the very least.


    But there’s no sign of her.


    A couple of hours pass with no word from anyone and my stomach starts to growl so hard I can’t stand


    it. I haven’t eaten anything real since my blueberry muffin that morning, and I’m starving.


    Hesitant, I peek out my door. The whole house is silent, no guards or servants anywhere. Curious, I


    step out into the hall further, looking around. Still, no one.


    I creep down the stairs, walking as softly as I can, but still, I encounter no one. Anxious, I hurry towards


    the kitchen, hoping there’s something easy to grab.


    When I push open the door, though, the kitchen too is empty. I step into the room, marveling, never


    having seen it quite so silent. My stomach growls loudly then, prompting me forward.


    I scurry over to the giant industrial fridge, pulling it open. Seeing that it’s well stocked with food, I grab a


    clean te from the dish rack and start to fill it up. French bread, cheese, some prosciutto and fruit – I


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    smile at my haul, excited.


    As I close the fridge, though, I hear a noise.


    It’s a groan – thick with misery, but so quiet that I’d never have heard it if the house itself hadn’t been


    as silent as the grave. I go very still, my eyes darting immediately to the small white door that leads


    down into the basement, waiting to see if ites again.


    I almost leap out of my slippers at the next sound, though – a heady shriek that turns into a horrible,


    horrible scream.


    Reacting on instinct, I run for the door to the kitchen, almost dropping my te of food as I push


    through it and dash down the hall. I press the food against my chest as I run up the steps, not caring if I


    stain my sweater, heading right for my room.


    I’m panting as I m my door shut, pressing my back against it.


    What the hell was that?


    Or more importantly, who?