The Entertainer/Lady in black beckons little Charle
A lady in black beckons Charle to approach her, she was standing at the side of a building, one of the mansion there is. He couldn't keep his eyes off her as he neared the woman. Her crimson eyes has the boy locked under a spell, getting next to her. She pressed her hand on his head. "What's your name, boy?" "Charle. Prince Charle Mazeen." She had a little evil smirk. "Come!" She opened the door leading inside the mansion. It was dusty and old inside, with a large painting of a man looking down on the two of them. Two set of stairs leading to a second floor, four doors on the first floor. "I'm sorry for the pitiful state of my house..." She let the parasol flop on the ground next to her. "I'm sure you'll appreciate the decors with time."
"With time?" Charle ask. Something was strange about her, but he couldn't care less at the moment. The woman takes the hand of the boy, dragging him along toward the third door on the first floor. "Would you like to be immortal?" "Huh? People can be immortal?" "Of course! There's only one little step you have to do...It won't hurt i swear." They went toward a door midway of the pathway, she opened it revealing a pitch black entrance. The boy shook his head, he didn't like the way it was looking.