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Prompt: Spider threads caught at her face, a sign that no-one had been there yet.

   Spider threads caught at her face, a sign that no one had been there yet. She swipes at the cobwebs on her face, while walking forward. She bumps into something and falls on her butt. She opens her eyes and is met with the face of a gargoyle. 
   "Oh, cool." She stands up and brushes her self off. She pulls out a wooden staff , and whispers something to it. Fireflies fly out of the top of the staff, and light up the hall with a warm glow. She moves closer, to inspect the statue. Its teeth Held a unrealistic sharpness, Its eyes held a endless malice. Its wings look powerful enough to cause a wind storm. one thing is for sure If this thing was ever real she would be dead, quicker than a millisecond. She looks to the left, seeing a winding staircase, leading down into seemingly nothing. She pushes onward down the steps into the darkness. As she gets closer, she can hear people speaking. 
   "She has to leave. Those things are following her!" a rather squeaky voice shouts.
   'What? something is following me? Where even am I? The last thing i remember was walking through the forest. Thinking about what to have for dinner.' Her thoughts were interrupted by a gruff voice. 
   "We can't just throw her back out there. She'll die!" 
   "And, why should we care!? She's a nobody!" I walk out of the darkness and into the lighted room where the two men are talking. Knowing i would be taking a risk, I pop a question.
   "Who are you guys, I thought this place was abandoned?" 
   "We should be asking you the same thing, witch." another voice is heard come form one of the dark corners on the wall. She looks around to find the voice, as more people start filtering into the room.
   "W-what. I'm NOT a witch, I'm an archaeologist. I study old castles like this, for a living." 
   "WITCH!!" She grabs her face and sighs. 
   "I'M NOT A FRICKEN WITCH!!!!!" The men look at me, her face turns from the unwanted attention. 
   "I'm getting out of here. I'm too wound up to deal with this." A man in old-fashion preacher garb, walks over to me. 
   "If you go out there you will die." She looks back at him, with a look reading are-you-stupid?
   "At this point I'd welcome that." A crazed old woman runs up to me. 
   "No please don't leave we need new blood!"
   'New blood? What?' she look down at the woman clinging to her pant leg.She's crying. She looks up to the people who filed into the room. All of them a deathly pale, along with arms bent at an impossible angle. Things start to fall into place, 'You'll die if you go outside', the people are a deathly pale, '
'These people never went out side, religious seclusion.' Something stuck out her still, how are they still alive? She looks around and sees all similar faces. 
   "Incest." 
   'OH GOD.' She quickly runs for the door. and makes a made dash down the castles stairs. After running for a good fifteen minuets. She stops for a breather. 
   "Never again."