gho(st)²ories (yan/obsessive chrollo x reader)

Act 1, Chapter 2

The floor gave in slightly under your weight, squeaking loudly once you stepped on the wrong spot.

Hopefully there weren't that many wrong spots that could turn this quiet house into a concert if you walked around in it long enough.

The furniture was beautiful, a bit dated but definitely nothing you couldn't live with.

The living room was on the lower floor, with a conservatory behind it, an open kitchen at the entrance and the doors to the upper floor right next to it.

Next to the living room was a small hallway that housed a guest bathroom and a guest room.

Under the stairs were two doors, the stairs to the basement and a small door behind which the vacuum cleaner, broom and dustpan were located.

You only glanced down the stairs to the basement before the first spider, disturbed by the sudden light, scurried into another corner and your desire to discover almost got stuck in your throat.

The stairway to the upper floor was quite wide with large steps painted in the same colors as the outside wall of the house.

Black and white.

Here, too, the white paint had suffered over time, cracking in some places and even falling off in small pieces.

As you set foot on the floor of the second floor, a breeze lashed your face.

You rattled the rooms hastily until you found the culprit, an open window.

The small, rather transparent white curtain danced into the room with every gust of wind and when you came closer to close the window, it gently brushed your face.

When the window was closed the curtains fell lifeless against the frame as if you had insulted them and they were now pouting, waiting for an apology.

"Excuse me little curtain" you whispered to it before looking out the window.

You faced the forest and it practically stared back, making the trees and leaves dance in the wind.

Your gaze went further down and you saw your car still standing the way you left it, the sandy gravel road still clear.

So the window was already open when you pulled up? Did you just not see it?

The window faced the driveway, you would have noticed an open window.

But maybe you really didn't pay attention or just didn't see it, it wasn't unlikely.

After all, you had concentrated so much on the entire house in one piece that such a small thing must have easily slipped through your fingers.

you turned around.

There was a king sized bed against the back wall of the room, opposite the window you were standing by.

In the corner of the room, opposite the door next to the banister of the stairs, there was an armchair with a small table and a footstool.

There was a built in closet next to the door, it was empty.

To the right of the bed and its two nightstands was another door, it led to the bathroom which was also accessible from the hallway.

There were two more doors upstairs, the one across from the stairs led into a furnished study room and the other at the end of the hall was a storage room with another vacuum cleaner as well as dust wipers, buckets and cleaning rags.