Chapter 14: Vivian Wanders Again
Vivian roamed the halls yet again but this time she wasn't quiet or respectful. She'd seen how Luke disregarded her problem as if it didn't pertain to him. He was lucky she needed them all there working together. Alex had come and asked personal questions she hadn't wanted to answer. She was surprised that he'd known she was there to begin with because she hadn't appeared to them.
At least some of them were bothering to help her. They were quite promising unlike the past failures. Maybe they'd solve her murder. Maybe she'd finally be allowed to rest. Even then she'd done things she wasn't proud of since her death.
Vivian wandered down into the basement where she'd kept the past disappointments. They were displayed like sad trophies. She first came upon the last kids from five years ago. They'd made her mad by treating it like it was a joke. Only one had shown any real empathy, Eliza the youngest one. She'd been sweet though she hadn't been able to figure it out alone. She nearly figured it out though. She'd felt sorry for Vivian's death. She'd been the only one that Vivian had let go because she couldn't in good conscience keep her there.
No one, not even Julia, knew these were here. They were trophies of sorts. She kept them hidden down here where no one could see them. They were for her eyes only. She ran a transparent finger along the cheekbone of one of the oldest skeletons there. William was among the first five she brought here. She'd done this five times before and she had twenty-four bodies in her basement. If anything she was worse than the person who killed her but it wasn't her fault. At least not in her eyes it wasn't.
Her spirit had been tied to this house for over five decades and this was the first time she'd taken them before the ten year gap was over. In an ideal situation she'd have waited until 2027. It had only been five years since she had done this last. She felt a little bit sorry for them. She intended to get answers this time though. There were no other options. She couldn't stand another day trapped in this house.
Julia had told her not to. In fact she'd warned Vivian not to. She knew that Vivian was a monster in one way or another. Now her oldest daughter was seventy-eight. She didn't deserve what Vivian had put her through the past fifty-five years. Yet she still came back to check on her and to see how she was. Little did she know just how monstrous Vivian truly was.