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Rose turned the key in the lock of the door and stepped into the abandoned house, leaving all her pets frolicking in the garden. It was absolutely quiet inside; the quiet of having no clocks ticking, no appliances on, and no movement inside.
She wandered around the house. The frig, the clocks, everything was off. There was no electricity. Going back to the front door, the mail tray next to the mail slot was full of letters. She opened them, going through bills and junk-mail. It looked like her father paid the bills about a year in advance: all the utilities showed credit balances. She set the mail on the end table in the parlor, though still unsure why the power was off. She wandered upstairs to her room. Her eyes widened; there, on her bed, were her wings! Crisp and clear, just as they were before they had been magically removed from her.
Thankfully, she knew the spell to put them back on. She spoke it quickly, and then turned to her mirror. The red fox tail was almost disconcerting, still, and her forehead jewel really looked wrong being red, but ultimately, she was thrilled. She flew around her room for a bit, into the hall, into the sunroom, and back out to the hall.
Then she stopped in front of her father's room, remembering what had prompted her return home. More answers could be found in this house.
Rose walked back downstairs, trying to steady her resolve to go into the cellar.
She was unaware of the pair of red eyes watching her antics from her father's bedroom.
A flame lit, and kissed the tip of a cigarette. Snapping his fingers, the flame disappeared. Luman took a long drag on his cigarette. "This is going to be easier than I thought.' he mumbled."
Rose was already in the kitchen, and heard nothing.