The black heart of the one you know: Part 1

Introduction: Nathan is so happy that he can finally live in his favorite gothic castle, little he knows what fate has in store for him.

Nathan was happily walking down one of the long corridors of an ancient Gothic castle.

- I was really lucky to win the lottery and get the chance to live in this castle. Nothing can spoil my mood now.

At this moment, someone called Nathan from behind with a firm cold tone.

- Mr. Coven!

Nathan thought to himself.

- Nothing but monks.

And then he turned and went to the monk who was a man with long golden hair and blue eyes.

- Yes, brother monk?

- I have to tell you that it is not good to wander alone in the castle at night. In the past, very bad things happened here and the effects are still felt.

Nathan tried to give a friendly smile.

- Thank you for your advice, brother monk. I'm going to my room right now.

The monk nodded and left. Nathan, who had not taken the monk's words seriously, continued to explore the castle.

As he was passing through one of the corridors and looking at the oil paintings under the light of the torches, he was suddenly startled by a deafening scream. His eyes widened and his heart pounded as he quickly ran towards the source of the sound which was a room at the end of the corridor. He opened the door and found only dusty furniture.

At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder and Nathan screamed and jumped.

But when he turned his face, he faced the same monk as before.

- You scared me, brother monk.

- I'm sorry, Mr. Coven, I didn't mean it that way. Were you on your way back to your room?

- Yes, yes. But brother monk, didn't you hear that ear-splitting scream?

- No, I didn't hear anything.

Nathan thought to himself, was it a fantasy? But the sound of the scream was very clear, too clear to be an imagination.

- Do you want me to guide you to your room? You seem confused.

- Yes, please do it, brother monk.

The monk took Nathan's arm and Nathan was startled by his sudden approach, but he said nothing and let the monk lead him through the long corridors, up the stairs and into his room.

- Thank you very much, brother monk.

The monk gave a small smile and his white cheeks blushed.

- Please call me Petrus.

Nathan smiled too.

- Yes, Petrus.

The monk left and Nathan closed the door of his room and went to his bed and threw himself on it.

As his eyes slowly warmed up and sleep engulfed him, a voice suddenly sounded in his brain.

- Help me!

To be continued...