Leila's POV 

　　This would be my war; this silence, it seemed. The growing unease hung in one corner of the house. Strange things randomly happened; my stuff suddenly disappeared; and I frequent threat notes, and funny noises during the night. What could be going on? It's as though the mansion is turning against me, quite literally.

　　Pondering over the note, which I had found last night, preyed on my mind that morning, as I made my way along the corridors. **Leave ...