Ryan P. O. V

The first thing I noticed as I stepped into the Manor was the unusual quiet. The halls were empty, the attendants were nowhere to be found and the guards weren't in their usual position.

I walked carefully, taking in my surroundings, everything seemed completely normal... too perfect even. There were no signs of struggle, no broken furniture, no sign of forced entry or exit.

I sniffed the air, trying to pick up any scents that might give away what was going on. But there was ...