Having enjoyed the view of her breasts bouncing with each quick, yet perhaps cautious step as she approached<a class="link link--external" href="https://celebmafia.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/mellisa-clarke-photoshoot-for-disturbia-clothing-2017-30.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Jamie</a>looked the older woman over and nodded in response.<br/>She wasn't bad looking at all. Nice curves and a beautiful, pale face that almost seemed to defy the darkness. It was the woman's age and in parts also the way she dressed that made Jamie assume that this was Professor Thomas.<br/><br/>She had been told the names of the three persons she was to help gain access to the generally spooky mansion that she had for a brief period a few years back had called home. If you could call a damp, draughty gate house, no running water or working plumbing shared with between six to ten other kids home. Among those kids she had been the only one who had dared explore the grounds further and there were times when she did that she would rather stumble through The Zone drunk and high. The place was scary as fuck, the  paintings in the upstairs gallery in particular. They moved, seemed to follow you as you walked past them. She had also had a constant feeling of actually being followed.<br/><br/>In the basement there had been screams and crying, an endless choir of pained voices. She had seen apparitions that could not be explained by a mere play of shadows and light. She really must be out of her mind to have agreed to do what she was about to to, guide three persons, all with their own motivation, into what everyone seemed to agree was the singularly most haunted building known to the world. It wasn't just its bloody history which in itself was enough but there was something else, something dormant.<br/>"That I am," she eventually said and nodded again.<br/>"Though I wouldn't call it a tour and I wouldn't call it enjoyable," she added and looked towards the street where a beat up old car that just barely seemed to hold together had just pulled up.<br/>She assumed that the young man who stepped out of it with a satchel swung around his body was the next of the unfortunates she was to guide that night to arrive. Now it was just Kayce that was still missing, Kayce who had been the one to approach her about getting the group into the mansion and to keep them as safe as possible.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="34307" data-username="@Colonel_Liam" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/34307/">@Colonel_Liam</a>/<a class="username" data-user-id="20459" data-username="@LeaT" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/20459/">@LeaT</a>