would play board games and mix really bad cocktail drinks and dare
one another to drink them. We watched many movies in Kenzie's room but the TV wasn't connected
to an aerial so we couldn't watch normal TV. The same as the other TVs inside the manor. I asked
Kenzie once why we had no TV channels and he'd told me the reception down here wasn't good
enough to pick up any TV channels. I didn't have a TV in my room so if I wanted to watch
something on DVD I had to go over to Kenzie's, they had tons of movies and box sets.
I walked around the library trying to find something related to dreams.
There was a lot to look through and so many books had been put back in the wrong sections that it
made finding anything difficult. The clocks chimed ten o'clock. I was about to give up and head
back to my room when I remembered there were more bookcases in Cam's study.
I tip toed along the corridor and put my ear up to the door of Cam's study. He called it his den which
he used as an office, where he spent time with Grayson and other workers. There was no sound
coming from inside. I slowly turned the handle, I was surprised when the door popped open. It
wasn't locked.
The room was pitch black. I felt along the wall but couldn't find the light switch quick enough so I
went over to the table and felt around for the small lamp, switching it on. Cam's den consisted of a
long dark wooden table in the middle that seated about twelve people, a liquor cabinet in the corner,
a wall of bookcases and hidden behind the bookcases was a seating area with a couch under the
window and a massive pile of cushions on the floor.
I looked along the shelves which were considerably more organised than the library. I had only ever
been in this room once before with Cam and I hadn't looked at the books. But looking at the books
now I realised they were nothing like the books in the library. These were old and I mean really old,
some looked like they were falling apart and the binding looked ancient.
As I looked further along I realised Cam must have an interest in the paranormal as there were
books on witchcraft, werewolves and I even found one on vampirism.
There were books in different languages with weird symbols on the front, books with demon like
creatures on the front but I couldn't read the titles and it wasn't any language I recognised. There
was a large section full of books on angels and fallen angels.
I got impatient and started skimming over the books hoping to find something useful. The clocks
chimed eleven o'clock and I nearly jumped out of my own skin. I looked over at the clock near the
wall that was chiming away, trying to calm myself down. There was one last section of books I
hadn't looked at yet. I knelt down on the floor and started pulling books out from the bottom shelf
and after the sixth book along I finally found something that looked interesting.
A large thick blue book with the title 'Dreams' was written across the front. There was a picture of a
dream catcher in the corner which seemed to nudge a memory.
I remembered hanging two up in a bedroom, one at the window the other on the door handle. I
blinked trying to remember anything else but nothing else came to me. I opened the first page and
looked at the picture of a night sky full of stars. Something tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped
forward knocking into the book case. I turned around quickly to see Kenzie looking down at me.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
I picked up the book and tried to stand but somehow managed to step on my dress and ended up
falling onto Kenzie, he helped me back up and in the process took the book from me. He looked at
the front of the book then back at me with a questionable look.
“You need to get out of here. Cam is on his way up here with the others. You shouldn't be in here on
your own.” he said sliding the book back onto the shelf.
“Come on,” he said taking me by the elbow and leading me to the door. “Take the
one another to drink them. We watched many movies in Kenzie's room but the TV wasn't connected
to an aerial so we couldn't watch normal TV. The same as the other TVs inside the manor. I asked
Kenzie once why we had no TV channels and he'd told me the reception down here wasn't good
enough to pick up any TV channels. I didn't have a TV in my room so if I wanted to watch
something on DVD I had to go over to Kenzie's, they had tons of movies and box sets.
I walked around the library trying to find something related to dreams.
There was a lot to look through and so many books had been put back in the wrong sections that it
made finding anything difficult. The clocks chimed ten o'clock. I was about to give up and head
back to my room when I remembered there were more bookcases in Cam's study.
I tip toed along the corridor and put my ear up to the door of Cam's study. He called it his den which
he used as an office, where he spent time with Grayson and other workers. There was no sound
coming from inside. I slowly turned the handle, I was surprised when the door popped open. It
wasn't locked.
The room was pitch black. I felt along the wall but couldn't find the light switch quick enough so I
went over to the table and felt around for the small lamp, switching it on. Cam's den consisted of a
long dark wooden table in the middle that seated about twelve people, a liquor cabinet in the corner,
a wall of bookcases and hidden behind the bookcases was a seating area with a couch under the
window and a massive pile of cushions on the floor.
I looked along the shelves which were considerably more organised than the library. I had only ever
been in this room once before with Cam and I hadn't looked at the books. But looking at the books
now I realised they were nothing like the books in the library. These were old and I mean really old,
some looked like they were falling apart and the binding looked ancient.
As I looked further along I realised Cam must have an interest in the paranormal as there were
books on witchcraft, werewolves and I even found one on vampirism.
There were books in different languages with weird symbols on the front, books with demon like
creatures on the front but I couldn't read the titles and it wasn't any language I recognised. There
was a large section full of books on angels and fallen angels.
I got impatient and started skimming over the books hoping to find something useful. The clocks
chimed eleven o'clock and I nearly jumped out of my own skin. I looked over at the clock near the
wall that was chiming away, trying to calm myself down. There was one last section of books I
hadn't looked at yet. I knelt down on the floor and started pulling books out from the bottom shelf
and after the sixth book along I finally found something that looked interesting.
A large thick blue book with the title 'Dreams' was written across the front. There was a picture of a
dream catcher in the corner which seemed to nudge a memory.
I remembered hanging two up in a bedroom, one at the window the other on the door handle. I
blinked trying to remember anything else but nothing else came to me. I opened the first page and
looked at the picture of a night sky full of stars. Something tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped
forward knocking into the book case. I turned around quickly to see Kenzie looking down at me.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
I picked up the book and tried to stand but somehow managed to step on my dress and ended up
falling onto Kenzie, he helped me back up and in the process took the book from me. He looked at
the front of the book then back at me with a questionable look.
“You need to get out of here. Cam is on his way up here with the others. You shouldn't be in here on
your own.” he said sliding the book back onto the shelf.
“Come on,” he said taking me by the elbow and leading me to the door. “Take the
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