Gemotions

The cold sweat that had been clinging to Amelia’s skin since the realtor's call suddenly vanished. She clapped her hands together with glee, the sound echoing off the bare walls of her new apartment. Her new apartment! Her old apartment was fine, but it didn't hold a history like this.

A crime scene. A real, bona fide crime scene! The police hadn’t discovered the truth for years. She thought back to the story the real estate agent had told her. The missing person. The shadowy figures. The house, her house, had witnessed it all.

She grabbed her phone, already planning a housewarming party with a "true crime" theme. The guests would be floored. Her life had turned a new page; she was going to have so much fun.