–Lore–
We arrived at the mansion.
Now, this place had been intruded on before—multiple times, actually. Not because the security was weak. Please. The walls were high, reinforced, lined with fences and barbed wire like something straight out of a dystopian movie.
But walls don't matter when people can fly.
Helicopter entry. That's my best guess. It happened before—and yet, somehow, nothing inside the property was ever damaged. Which is… unsettling, if you think about it too long. So I don't.
"Grandma!" Alyssa cried, bolting straight into the living room.
Her grandparents were already there, waiting. She threw herself into her grandmother's arms, then hugged her grandfather next, tears spilling like she'd been holding them in the entire ride.
They chuckled softly at her—thinking she was just being overly emotional.
They had no idea how terrified she actually was.
