Matilda, an ordinary girl in an ordinary town in a not so ordinary house. Matilda’s house was more of a castle that towered over the streets. Winding stairs go in unpredictable paths, Matilda tiptoed up the frantic stairs searching for something to discover. She leaned against the revolting wall to catch her breath. BAM. She tumbles to the ground as the “wall” opened up like a door. A long dark pathway was ahead and she cautiously inched forwards. The end of the cave held a large chest encrusted in gold plating. But when she lifted the lid…