~Ghost master and the Cursed castle~chapter 1~
Chapter 1
The truth is that this story I’m not exactly the main character. Of course, I was participating in this adventure, but I did not give other instructions. My name is Lina Medfield. A main character or rather CHIEF says Shiro Ayasuma. As the name shows that it is Asian origin. I must admit it was very cute although it was not my first thought really nasty guy. But let us start the story from the beginning.
I was not a contact person. Rather prefer seclusion. The reason was that I was too shy. Stutter every time someone spoke to me and flush only when I look. It was very uncomfortable, but I could not control it. For this endeavor to keep the country from the big crowds. But Murphy Law states that nothing happens as we want. One day while reading the book in the park, a bench next to me sat an old woman. Pretend that you do not notice, but then it was just left. It fell from a sheet of paper. And it became up. When requested her to return it has gone. I was curious and looked. It was like a poster. I read it quickly. Then folded and placed in my pocket. I closed the book and left. Going home. I lived alone, although I was only twenty years. My parents thought I was big enough to be independent. In the beginning it was for me to handle, but gradually learned.
I made dinner and sat before the television. Then the phone rings. I was surprised, but picked up. Was a man. Said I won a prize or something. I told him I didn’t participate in any games. But it was a fact. I won some traveling with several people. I didn’t know who they are, but this didn’t seem right. They told me that everything is resolved, I just need to prepare my luggage and I was at the station the next morning at nine hours. It was very quickly and unexpectedly. I accepted only because I wanted to diversify my boring lives. Once I have some tight bags. I left it to the door and lay down to sleep. The time was exactly 9:45. I slept like a baby all night. Alarm woke me up in seven hours. I changed my clothes and wash his teeth. I was really nervous. Once was eight, I took my suitcase and left. I had called her charges. I arrived on time (8:30). I had no problems boarding the train. There I was told that he would tell me where to get off. No objections. I was alone in the cockpit. Obviously I would not travel alone. It was good because it gave me time to prepare.
I read from my favorite book, I looked out the window aimlessly, and finally just closed my eyes for a brief nap. Didn't last for long. In the remainder of their journey ask the typical questions. Where am I going? Why? What’s happening? But, of course, there was nobody to give me an answer. And I would hardly gather the courage to ask questions. Once dark conductor came into the cabin. He told me to prepare for disembarkation. And he himself took my bags. I must admit that was a very nice guy. For the moment, thought and asked him how long we actually traveled. The answer was not as expected. My nap was not so short. It turned out that we have traveled more than 48 hours. He admitted that he poured out something in tea that was brought to me. So it was ordered. I wanted to scream, but I didn’t. Just where I went to tell me. The station was deserted. There was nobody. I had no idea where I am. For that sat on a bench and waited for someone to call me. After a quarter of an hour, and this happened. Come the same old woman from the park. I looked at her with my eyes staring with amazement. She just smiled. Only whispered her name: Irina Denisoph. Do not ask me what nationality is, because I’m not particularly interested. She did not say a ward more. Just make a sign to follow. I felt a bit silly that it follows that… unconditionally. But it was better that to stand the cold station. Crossed an alley and got into a black car. Old model of “Kaiser”. I was surprised, but I remained silent. However, we were somewhere around Cambridge. At least so I thought. Honestly I had no idea where I am. This was the first name that came to mind. Silly, huh?
The travel lonely road passing through a dense forest on both sides. The sight sparked frightening at the same time curiously. Several times I wanted to speak, to ask her many questions. I never did. I was worried. Of course she saw it and smiled. But she herself said nothing during the whole trip. In the car was dead silence. Few drops of rain soon exhausted the windscreen. After a few minutes slight shoulders became an impetuous torrent. Airborne spread the scent of wet asphalt mixed with wet vegetation. Relax in the seat and closed my eyes. Enjoy the atmosphere. It was nice. Soon we arrived before a large iron gate. Remove flashing red light. The woman pressed a button and the gate opens. We passed through it and continued for about a kilometer and a half. We parked the car in front of a huge mansion that could be confused with the castle. It was huge and very impressive. Unfortunately I could not enjoy the view because of rain. I grabbed my luggage and together with Irina came inside. Although short time in the rain and we were both wet to the bone. We met a gentleman in a black suit. Presented as a housekeeper. His name was Jefferson. Smile, but the whole time I watched in fear. He took the luggage and asked me to follow him. Irina nodded my approval and I did. Even no idea how big this place. Whoever he was, and was the owner of this place obviously had great wealth. The corridor in which we went was pretty long. The floor was covered with red carpet. There were many lighted candles, whose light makes this place even more mysterious. The shadows were so deep that authoritative threat. But everything so far the biggest impression I had pictures on the stone walls. Images in the eyes of me watching me. Scary. It is therefore tried to stay as close to the savings. Already started to feel no concern from it. And he was like me in companionable.
Mr. Jefferson pointed out to me a door. Remove the key from his jacket pocket and unlock the wooden door. Leave the luggage on the bed and handed me the key. Bowed politely and left. The door shut behind me. I stand alone and may consider. Then the phone rang. I was afraid, because I do not expect it. Timidly approached and picked up the receiver. In the beginning not familiar voice. It was Irina. She told me that after half an hour to go down. I agreed. Hang up and looked at the clock. The time was 21:00 hours, therefore, had to descend below 21:30 hours. Therefore I hurried to download my clothes because they were wet. Then I went into the bathroom. It was huge. But I had no time to admire the view. This is washed and prepared. While I knew I saw that my only ten minutes. I left because I did not want to be late.
I walked a while, but eventually stopped. I looked around, but nothing seemed familiar to me. This is not supposed to be so, because after the same corridor, on which I welcome. I was afraid. Began to turn in all directions. Finally stopped. Then someone puts his hand on my shoulder. I jumped. I turned round and saw her. It was a girl about seventeen years. She wore glasses with hold frame. Her eyes were azure blue; her hair was blond (with color on straw). Her clothes were disheveled. It looked like a punk. I smiled stupidly. I do not know why, but she likes a simple peasant girl.
-Sorry I frightened you.
-Nothing. Hi, I'm Lina. - I made her trembling hand.
-Nice to meet you, I’m Monica. Monica Carlson. And you know they invited?
-Maybe. But… I’m lost.
-Yes… Here is very strange. Come on. Both will go down.
I looked at my watch, but it was stopped. Monica asked about it. She noticed the same about her. Indeed, none of the clocks along which we passed did not work. Fortunately, the caretaker appeared and brought us into the dining room. There were a few people. Irina was also there. There was an old man: Carl Madison. About 60 years. Was slightly bald, with gray-white hair and mustache. It seemed to come out of the detective novel. By profession a policeman was already retired. Followed the young woman: Karen Miller. Tried at first glance, it is about 22 years old. She was beautiful, with long reddish hair and green eyes. Something in her eyes not like. It looked like a real kitten. There were three other men. The first was about 30 years old. His name is David Carlisle. He was manager of the “castle”. Had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He looked like a gentleman. Next was Michael Jamison. Tall and muscular basketball player. Here is the last. His name is Shiro Ayasuma. Was about 25 years old. Was of Asian origin. He was tall and very handsome. With black hair, not very short. Dark, penetrating eyes. The profession was not clear, he looked at us with contempt as if we were inferior to him.
Irina invited us to sit down. We did it. Served us some soup. Eat quietly and calmly. Nobody is talking. As I stood so suddenly opened the windows and swelter blast. Karen cried. Mr. Jefferson closed them quickly. There were leaves everywhere. The room became very cold. We heard an echo. It looked like a sinister laugh. Then Karen cried and grabbed the hand of Shiro. He did not even flinch. It seemed of stone. Not like this guy. Batter me chills from it. Fortunately, everything disappeared. Rather normal. Little Monica grabbed me by the hand. Whole trembled in terror. Seemed to have seen a ghost. And I was also nervous, but this seemed to me a coincidence. The wind was strong and certainly opens windows. Probably not been closed properly.
Nobody continue dinner. We moved into the living room. Mr. Jefferson served us tea. All were silent, and Miss Miller didn’t stop to make a “kind eyes” on him Shiro snob. Not that interested me. I just never liked this type of people. Irritated me. Little Monica has already been relaxed. Stood quietly beside me and slowly sip of the fragrant liquid. I do not feel in his place there.
Irina looked at me.
-What bothers you, Miss Medfield?
Startled and raised my eyes from my glass. Swallowed.
-What do you mean, ma’am?
-You look like conceived.
-Is this miss able to think? - Karen intercept is the first of many insults.
-More then you, ma’am! - I answered casually.
The strange thing was that never worried by her. I was surprised by myself. But my answer is not at all like the woman. Her eyes became violent. If she wanted to jump on me and make me break into small pieces. Of course, she did not want to ruin the façade of her best woman. And I do not want to create problems.
-Excuse me, would ask, but… Why are we here?
Once I asked this question, all eyes shifted to the woman. She took a sip of tea and smiled.
-Will soon find out. Too late and you’re probably tired. We will talk tomorrow. I hope you sleep peacefully.
She became from her chair and calmly left. All looked after her. The policeman stood and abruptly left the cup on the table as part of the spilled liquid. Seemed angry or at least nervous. Left the room. One by one they all got in their rooms. I was very tired and went to bed immediately. Deep sleep. Even an earthquake could not wake me up. At least so I thought. It was nice, because blankets and pillows were soft and comfortable. I felt like a princess. The room was very dark because that night the moon hid behind clouds. Nothing was visible. Then the wooden door shut. I do not hear footsteps. I opened my eyes and gently straightened. Yawned and rubbed his eyes. I did not see anything. There is not anyone but me. At least so I thought. Suddenly something or someone pushed me off. I lay back on the pillow. Someone pressed me, I could not move. It lasted only a few second. Then again I was free. Trembling. I was terrified to death. I could not sleep again. Not long into my room and came Monica. It was in the same condition as me. Awful. He asked me to stay the end of the night. I agreed because I did not want to be alone. I did on her and she lay down beside me. Not slept, and I talked to sunrise. We were very tired. Be put on and landed below. And others do not look good. Except Mr. Ayasuma. Him nothing could bother him. After Irina and My. Carlisle came, My. Madison his fist on the table.
-What’s this damned place? All night strange things happen.
-What do you mean by “weird”?
-The whole time windows opening and closing. - Said the policeman.
-And I heard laughter. - Karen said.
-My basketball ball did not stop bouncing around the room. - Mike said.
-The lamp is included and excluded alone. - added Monica.
Obviously, Irina, the butler and Mr. Carlisle had no problems. And Mr. Ayasuma not thought it necessary to share.
-What about you, my little Lina?
-W-what me?
-Any experiences?
-Should I respond?
She nodded.
-Someone or something pressed me to bed. I could not move. Then just disappeared. It must have been the fruit of my imagination.
The caretaker told us that breakfast is served. We went to eat. This time we were different places. I took my bad luck. I had to sit by him supercilious man. It was not more fascinated by me. I dared not look up from my plate. Then he spoke.
-Explain what’s going on, ma’am?
All stared at him. His voice was somehow special. Impressive, exciting. Karen looked at him with shining eyes. A little more would have shed his neck.
-I understand. The history of this castle is pretty long. Much of it is very bleak.
-We demand to tell us the truth. - Mr. Karl said.
-You can find out when searching the library and the Internet. Today I have no time for that. Have to do to town. I do not know whether it will be back soon.
The woman smiled and stand up. Michael looked after her. His eyes read curiosity. I think he like her somehow though she was older than him. Others were quite nervous because of what happened. This place was very special. Once the lady came out, all looked to Mr. Carlisle. He was a manager or so said. Certainly knew how things stood. But we did not intend to say anything. This annoyed everyone. I just watched. Actually just an observer, it is not so bad. So I can get to know people around me. Not get into trouble.
The food was delicious. I wanted to meet the chef. The reason was that I wanted to explore this place and all who inhabit it. And no other we would stay there longer than we wanted. My heart beat wildly. I did not know the reason. I felt someone watching me. Even if I was alone in the room, I still felt this frightening presence. As I stood. I began to gasp. As if something pressed my chest. I stood up and ran from the dining room, leaving the question looking after him. Do not have in my room and went out into the yard. Was very large in the light. Traces of rain were almost extinct. I made several steps forward. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. It was so clean and fresh. It was not like this in town. Maybe this place was not so bad.