Your instincts scream run, and you obey.
You turn from the mirror and dash for the grand staircase, its once-elegant banisters now cloaked in dust and shadow. But the steps seem longer than before stretching into darkness like a tunnel with no end.
Behind you, the air cracks with energy. A sharp wind rises inside the house. Portraits rattle. A chandelier swings. And then…
She laughs.
A chilling, breathless cackle that rolls through the hall like thunder. Annie Palmer’s voice follows you down each step, closer and closer.
“Mi neva seh yuh could leave…”
Your foot hits the bottom stair, and the lights go out.
The front door is gone. In its place: a wall of stone. The staircase behind you? Gone too.
You are no longer in Rose Hall.
You’ve crossed into the other side. The place where she rules.
What do you do now?