A Confusion of Mascara and ***

I drove up to Brittany’s house around 7:45pm. There was no cars in the drive way and all of the lights where off. Strange. I walked up to the house and knocked on the door. Silence. Strange. I knocked again. Silence. I twisted the door knob, the door was open. Strange. I walked in. The fancy carpets where gone and I couldn't see the coat rack. I turned on the lights only to find the house completely empty. Brittany knew what I had found out...