〖 Nicolette Kato 〗
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• the writer •
Sun shone brightly through the window, heating her face slightly as she peered down at her notepad. Music played loudly in her ears and she hummed along quietly, tapping her pen on the paper. Glancing up, she looked at the others. She hadn't met any of the yet, excluding the director, Conner Davis. After a few moment she looked back down at her page and started writing;
Day 1; 10:00 am.
Currently driving to Fawn Orphanage, an orphanage shut down in 1984 after the wing collapsed. Four years later, the personnel had been massacred; apparently under 'odd' and 'strange' circumstances. From what I've read, these circumstances include bloody hand prints trailing across the roofs, and strange black liquid trailed along the bodies. Conner Davis has decided to investigate.
I've come along to see if I can find anything to inspire me to write a new story. After two years, I've decided that it's time to start again. Studying this investigation, I figured it would be something I'm interested in. Always had a soft spot for horror and mystery. I'll write more later.
Nicolette shut her book, the brown leather cover was smooth beneath her fingers. Her eyes widen as they pulled up to the orphanage. The cobble stone streets were narrow and the side walks were wide. The town was dark and the houses appeared to be abandoned. Nicolette sat up straighter and turned more to face out the window. She smiled again, inspiration started whirring in her mind. She waited for the bus to pull over before racing outside, she looked around with a bright smile on her face. Some of the roof was caved in and the collapsed wing was connected to a bigger building. She strolled up the orphanage, opening the door. It creaked loudly when she did and she cringed slightly before looking inside. Dust was everywhere and, where the sun shone through the broken roof and cracks in the wood and flimsy curtains, cast a grey light throughout the building. She took a few steps inside, it was quiet, too quiet; she shivered slightly. Suddenly there was a squeak and she jumped, she paused for a moment and looked around. After a few moments, she looked up and sighed nervously; only light fixtures swaying, nothing scary, nothing creepy.