Thread:MsEraserCollector/@comment-4816103-20130616050941/@comment-4816103-20130703025336

So here we have Trixie's first impression of Anubis...

The minute I saw Anubis House, in all its creepy, antique glory, I hated it. Well, I didn’t exactly hate the House itself. It wasn’t the House that took my life away.

I grabbed my suitcase and entered the House, silently, noticing other students in the background laughing with their friends and enjoying their time. Not particularly enjoying the idea of being a ‘newbie’, I hurried on ahead.

“Ah, Miss Patricia Williamson, I presume,” The sudden voice made me jump as I entered the hallway. I looked up to see a tall, middle aged man with dark hair and a mustache, glaring down at me from the stairs. “We have been waiting for you.”

And so the man- Who I learned was named Victor- began rattling off the rules of the House. 10:00 curfew, no going into the attic or cellar, no going near his office or touching his precious stuffed bird…

Yes, I could tell life here would be a blast…Thanks, Mom.

