Abby smiles. "Chris found it, but he wouldn't say where."
Emily traces her fingers across the leather-bound cover. "There's an inscription."
Jenny steps closer to have a look. "What does it say?"
Emily reads the words out loud, "As four girls decompose, they find a crux nestled in a rose. Water, fire, wind and earth; together they all live in a crooked little house."
"I wonder what it means," Abby says.
"We live in a crooked little house." Jenny chuckles nervously.
"Well, you better hide that book. There must be a reason it was hidden away in the first place," Emily insists.
"Don't you two have to be at the Town Hall for Meet and Greet?" Abby says, diverting their attention away from the large, heavy book.
"Yes. Late again. I'll be late for my own funeral; I just know it. Come, Jenny. You ready?"
Jenny and Emily rush out the crooked door and onto a winding pathway leading them down the hill on which their house is perched. Flowers of every colour imaginable blossom on the slight hills surrounding them and sway with the green grass in the barely-there breeze. On the horizon, all around them, mushrooms of clouds billow in brilliant white splendour.
"I'm nervous starting my duties tomorrow at the Chambers. I wonder why they re-assigned me?" Jenny ponders.
Emily replies, "Not sure, but I know it sounds boring. I love doing meet and greets, it makes me feel happy."
Jenny laughs as she twirls in a small circle. "I like the way it looks like we are on an island, surrounded by clouds. All this green grass, with colourful flowers and with a backdrop of cloud, no matter which way I turn."
As they reach the Town Hall, Jason calls out to them, from where he is standing in the doorway, "I cannot believe you're late again, Emily. Second day in a row."
"What's the rush?" Jenny asks perturbed to be so rudely interrupted from enjoying her surroundings.
"We have three new arrivals, and we need your help."
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Welcome to Strangely is a portal fantasy about death, belonging, hidden powers, and a crooked little house on a hill where nothing is quite what it seems.