Who... would live so far out?
Edward's knuckles brushed against the worn looking door, it's paint was being eaten away by age, vines and vegetation was slathered all over the walls and into any crevice-- Time had really aged the small cottage, honestly, who would live so far away from the community?
But he wasn't one to question elderly people, the women moved in not too long ago and his mother wanted him and his brother to go and welcome her with some help unpacking and cleaning-- Alphonse didn't like the sound of it and ended up chickening out, he kept saying there was something really... 'off' with Miss Cathy.
He reckoned it was just Al being silly and went anyway, though he did start to feel a strange eeriness as he left the comfort of the local area and down the muddy track to Cathy's, he quickly shoved it to the back of his mind. It was just an little, old lady!
What harm could she do?
