"Where are we going?" I ask Samson, who's walking to a second-floor hallway until we reach the 'dead-end' of the hallway.
"Samson?" I call him yet he doesn't answer. Then, he stops and glances at me, and smiles.
"Where are we?" I ask him again.
He sighs, turns around, and slowly unlocks the two doors. My eyes wander around as my heart lifts when glimpsing the glamorous library. Slowly I step inside, feeling the calm ambiance of the library. It has plants and flowers everywhere as if someone is taking care of this mansion.
"Miss, you can sit here as I could fetch some information about the family and some photo albums. I'll be right back." I nod as I sit beside the enormous glass window.
Subsequently, my back leans to the rest chair, staring at the backyard. One thing I notice, it's familiar to me.
