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The clock strikes at 12 in the midnight. It is completely silent in the Grey Mansion. The only sound to be heard in the room is the tick tock sound of the clock when the hands rotate in the clockwise motion. The pin drop silence is screamingly terrifying. Suddenly, the door of a random room opens, and a drunken Xander gets inside. He makes sure to lock the door behind and went directly to his room. There is an amusement in his mind, and full confidence is reflecting on his face. As soon as he opens the door of his room and switches the light on, he comes to face his fears when he saw Ashton standing in front of him. Ashton glares at him and his expression as more dangerous than a hungry wolf. “What are you doing in my room? Get the f**k out of here!” Xander hisses. “Little brother, I