She trotted towards this modern mansion with 7 stories and huge balconies supported by stacks and stacks of Benjamins. It was the most money she'd seen in forever. They probably used that to build their homes since it didn't have any value.

"This is my fathers house. I have to stay here until I'm 18. Then, I get that house."

She darted her pointer finger straight towards a gigantic pink palace. I was blinded by all the sparkles that shone off the gold glitter. The pillars were made of money, possibly $500 bills. It was so tall and so slim that I could just tap it with my pinky and it'd seem to fall over. It has a pyramid roof, bedazzled in jewels like rubies and diamonds. The stairs were plain glass with a clear ceramic protection.

"Is everyone here rich?" I spit out as I was still mesmerized by the beauty.

"No silly!"

She danced around me and slotted in a key to open this platinum gate, which slid upwards and locked into place for us to walk under.

"Only my father is rich. You must've heard of him. Rumors, at least. I know those people in Salem..."

What do you mean, you know?

"Father!!!" she shouted. The windows shivered, aching the pain of her horrifying voice. My ear trembled and wanted to walk off my body to go somewhere else.

"Darling daughter, what would you like?"

The same moan roared in my brain. The voice so familiar, the scent of it cracked my lungs. I know that voice...

"Long time no see, Penelope."

I shuddered again, dragging my eyes to see the person.

It was Adaine.