As I enter the room, I immediately transported to another world. I try to use my flashlght but strange enough it doesn't work. Gulp. Fine. I can't just turn back now, even if it mean I am to walk blindly in. But soon enough, I don't have to worry about being in a complete dark. The dimly lit space was fill with flickering candle lights—If you walk long enough, you'd find their purpose: casting on the gothic furniture and bookshelves that lined the walls. The shelves were filled with books… or rather, ancient tomes. Their leather bindings looking as though they had been handled for centuries. Another side of the room fills with collection of antique objects and, I think one of them is staring at me. Oh, it's just a skeleton head. But beside it—eek, a bloody wedding dress! I'm not ready to be someone's bride yet! Ehem.
One of the thing in this place looks worth more than our house. And to think they don't even lock this place., what's up with that?
