Take Me To Your Room

Evelyn For the first time in my life, I despised the sheer size of my father's mansion. The damn thing was so massive that even climbing the stairs felt like traversing the entire country. I kid you not. Those ridiculously long flights of stairs were a struggle, especially when I was in a rush to catch up with the devil himself. Usually, it never felt like a challenge, but today was different. When I finally reached the top, my breaths came out in heavy gasps, reminiscent of someone who had just finished running a marathon. The floor stretched before me, vacant and devoid of any signs of the man who seemed to have vanished into thin air like a magician. Well...he did have his moments of magic, but not in this instance. If you know what I mean. As my eyes futilely searched for any trace of him, my ears picked up the faint sound of footsteps I turned to the left, following the sound, and soon enough, I spotted the devil walking through the long corridor. For a moment, I contemplated call