Chapter 6
Delmarre had no idea where to start. Honestly, she was struggling to even wrap her mind around what was happening to her now. For years, she’d believed in what she believed in, despite the fact that they were things most people thought were ludicrous. She had grown used to defending herself, to fighting back when people treated her like she was looney tunes, that having someone acting like she was legitimate felt completely bizarre.
On top of that, she was still struggling to adapt to her new surroundings. After the initial shock of the mansion and its macabre glory wore off, she was left with the slightly giddy, uneasy feeling of a child who had been subjected to far too much stimulus.
Everywhere she looked, there was something she wanted to look at, to pick up in her hands a
