We started through the hallways and explored room after room on the ground floor. We found a kitchen and dining room, a library, a room that looked like it had been set on fire, and a room covered in dried blood just to start off.
“Ewwww!!” shrieked Vivian. “This is disgusting.”
“What’s a matter Viv, scared of a little blood?”
She gave me a disgusted look, and then peered on the floor behind me. “What?” I turned around to what she had started pointing at. There was a dagger on the floor, also covered in blood, with a leather strap around it; though the handle was rusted, the blade looked strangely new.
“You schould take it,” suggested the Professor, “it kould be useful.” I tied it to my belt loop and we continued on.

