The moment Liam stepped out of his room a crashing noise echoed through the house. He continued placing one foot hesitantly after the other down the stairs only to see the housekeepers' shadows peeking through the door slit as their rambling emerged from the other side of the wall. He silently tried to make his way to his sisters without catching their attention. Luckily, only the vast emptiness followed him with every step. No one noticed. Liam started running and stopped at the door that was cracked open, a thin beam of light guiding his way.
He couldn’t hear them... He couldn’t hear anything. Liam heavily pushed the door open and his heart dropped at the sight that appeared in front of him. Emma was lying in the middle of some odd circle that looked like it belonged to some kind of ritual, whilst Amelia was discarded in the corner of the room, her clothes covered in blood. He ran up to Amelia shaking her lightly, but she didn’t even