Chapter 5

Paris climbed the dark stairway entering the hall of the guestrooms and bedrooms of Neverland. With intentions of finding her old bedroom, she stopped at her father's old room. She stood at the door for a moment and put her hand on the knob. She sighed and left to go to her room. But she stopped again and finally decided to look into Michael's. She opened the door and tried the light switch. Even though all the light's in the house would work, unbelievably, this one did.

Paris smiled and let out a small gasp as she gazed around the room. The room seemed to be frozen in time; untouched and exactly the same as she had remembered it. She jumped on the bed and gazed around the room again.

"My god, incredible..." Paris said. She looked on the nightstand and found a picture of Michael,her and her brother, a telephone, jewelry, CDs,and DVDs. She got up out of the bed and when towards his walk-in closet. On the inside of the door there was a full length mirror. She looked into and saw a reflection of a black simi transparent shadow. It didn't have any form, it don't look like any shape. Paris' eyes widened.

"What the..."

As she watched the mirror the shadow began to move and evolve into what looked like a silhouete of her father; long hair and slim build. But this image only lasted for a second, so brief that she could convience her self she hadn't seen it. The shadow began to expand until the whole mirror was black.

Paris began to back away from the mirror until she reached the bed. She was tempted to leave the room, but even though she was creeped out, something told her to stay.

She watched the mirror. All she could see was black. It looked like a dark cloud was trapped in the mirror; it's contents swirling around. The mirror started to get darker and darker in color until the mirror shattered. Glass spilled all over the floor.

Paris let out a scream and ran out the room and shut the door. With her back against the door, she caught her breath. She couldn't comprehend what had just happened. She had never seen anything like it. But suddenly something started to bang against the door that she was leaning on. It was as if someone was throwing their body against the door, trying to get out. Paris screamed and ran down the stairs.

Prince rubbed his arms because of the cold air. He stood from the chair.

"This is crazy," Mike, the bodygaurd, said.

Paris ran into the room in panic. Admediately she noticed the drop in temperature.

"We gotta get the hell out of here." Paris said breathlessly.

"Why? What is it?" Prince asked.

"There's some freaky......shh...stuff going on in this place," Paris said, preventing herself from cussing.

"What did you see?"

"I'll tell you later! Let's just go!" Paris was already headed for the door.

Prince looked at Mike. He shrugged and followed Paris. Prince smaked his lips and turned around to look at the room one more time. But then he noticed something.

"Wait!" Prince shouted.

He went back to the table and saw letters carved into the smooth wood. It wasn't there before. It seemed to have been carved with a knife but the letters were so perfectly done, so neatly, that it must have taken a lot of time to do it.

Paris and Mike came up to him.

"What is it?" Paris asked.

Prince ran his finger over the carving. The letters were:

DNIF TSUJ EDIH TNOD