Tori slowly turned to focus on Jacob.<br/>"I'm , definitely okay. Yeah, I want to go with you." she answered, taking his hand as he led the way around the back. The boards on the wrap around porch creaked under their feet as they made their way to the back door. Windows, some boarded up, some shrouded with moth eaten curtains marked their progression. Rose bushes, wild and thorny in the darkness, curled over the derelict railing, clutching at Tori's arm as she brushed past. She waited while Jacob worked the key in the backdoor but pressed close to him when a bat swooped close to her. The door gave and squeeeeked open.<br/><br/>The air was musty and dust motes swirled in the arch from the flashlight that Jacob flashed through the room. Cobwebs hung like laundry in what must have been a mud room in the hey day of this mansion. Tori could see it was a serviceable but not fancy area of the house. Maybe it had been part of the servants' quarters of the house. The floor was made of wide wooden planks,<br/>"rough pine." Tori heard in her head. She froze and shook her head before following Jacob into a hall way where doors led off into unseen areas. Due to the less than luxurious fittings, she took it for staff area also, not all that different from the work rooms of Starbucks in comparison to the public areas.<br/><br/>"smart girl," Tori heard in her head again.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry," she whispered to Jacob, "did you say something?"<br/><br/>He shook his head and continued into what was obviously a large kitchen, judging from the large open area, with black & white stone tile floors, and wood paneling walls. Tori thought the small white tile wainscoting surrounding the working areas would make for easy clean up.<br/>"nothing was easy" she heard in her head. Tori took a deep breath and steeled herself to follow Jacob.<br/><br/>Two large wood cooking stoves and several chopping blocks surrounding them while  wooden counters frame the room. A singular large scale icebox  with the door hanging askew must have been used to hold perishables. A quick movement on the floor, probably a rat raced from a pantry hold used to house food stock and spices. Tori could imagine the house proud cook and how horrified she would have been to have vermin in her kitchen.<br/><br/>Without being told, Tori went to an indoor well, close to the corner of the kitchen cabinet. She shuddered as if there were secrets buried in the depths of the ground. She flashed on a body coming up in the bucket. Her breath quickened as she followed Jacob into the cavernous main hall. Here opulence reined, but more than opulence. Tori had a sense of bacchanal debauchery and grandeur.<br/><br/>"Give me a hand," she heard Jacob as from a distance.<br/><br/>"Sure," Tori answered and helped him pull the two by fours from the door. While he opened the door, she examined the statue, taking in the ecstasy of the women worshiping the erect and giant phallus of the god who commanded his due, shivering both from cold, anticipation and need.<br/><br/>Greg came in with Shanna wrapped around him. He stopped to peer at Tori's absorption.<br/>"See, darlin,  you are right. She is a little horn dog, just like you,"<br/><br/>Tori only heard his peripherally because the voices in her head were many now, but what she made out clearly was the sound of laughter, deep and rich,<br/>"You will learn to like it." the man said.<br/><br/>She gasped and moved away from the statue and went to help carry in equipment.