The beginning of my story (just an idea)

The light can barely peak through the thick ivy lining the walls, and it leaves me to wonder why did I choose to come here? It's dark, dingy, and damp, not quite a dream house. I start feeling around for a light switch and then I find it, but it doesn't work. In the midst of that I also feel a pair of cold hands clamp around my wrist and say, "Try the book case." My first instinct tells me to run. Nothing good can come out of this; but my curiosity gets the best of me and I grab the biggest book from the shelf and pull it. Nothing. I sigh thinking this was a complete waste of my time and slump against the book case. I look in the mirror on the wall and a peculiar shape appears, only for a moment, though. As soon as I begin to get up to investigate, I accidentally step on a lose tile and a trap door opens a takes me under.

As soon as I get a grasp of what happened I panick. I eventually realize something is different. Everything feels backwards. I spot something in the mirror and walk over to it, it's a woman. It's not just any woman, though. She seems almost transparent, like a ghost. She flashes a wicked grin at me and says "Now you're trapped and I'M free!"