Chapter 93: The Secret House

“This is it?” I asked, staring up at the secret house that had been creating confusion in my head.

“Yes this is it,” He said, making me glance at him once to see that he still seemed a little off.

Falling silent for a little bit I hesitantly looked at the quiet suburban neighborhood. Houses looking similar to the one I was standing in front of went on for rows on both ends. There was a lawn and a garden decorating it. Victorian style with a patio and a swing set gave it a cute image of a peaceful life. Even the flower bushes lining it on either side were trimmed, proper and fresh, making me aware that someone was taking care of it regularly.

Stepping up the two steps I made my way to the door and looked back at Alfeo to see that he was right behind me.

“You can still back out if you want to,” He said, judging my fear and scowling at his words I shook my head.

“No, I won’t.” I turned back towards the door and going up to it I noticed that the lock on the door was a pin protected