Upon opening Nathalie's eyes, she now welcomed the rolling landscape of lush greens and meadows sprawled towards the horizon.
Looking around, she was in a rather serene mood, with rustling leaves from the shrubs and bushes around her and the chorale chirps of the birds.
'This is a familiar place… Why am I here?'
She arched her neck down, only to see the pile of leaves that resounded scrunch on her spectral feet.
From there, she noticed that her hands were instead ghostly, to which she nodded in silence that she was not in a wrong state.
However, from where she stood bore great resemblance to what it seemed she knew best.
A little trudge to the side and she gawked at how she was by the roadside and in front of her was the mansion that she bought for the last couple of years.
Nothing changed, it was the Starbrooke Mansion that appeared before her.
