It was getting late so Audrey and her friends left Bourbon Street where the Mardi Gras celebration was still on going and as they walked back towards their hotel, they passed an old long abandoned mansion. One of the boys got the idea to explore it and despite having a bad feeling about it, Audrey and the other followed. Inside, one of the boys pulled out a bag of weed and some rolling papers and everyone started getting high, except for Audrey who didn't like to smoke anything.
She began to explore the mansion, checking out the rooms which haven't been touched in decades. The beds were made, clothes hung in the closets, shoes on the floor, all appearing perfectly normal save the thick layer of dust on them. As she peeked into a closet in the guest bedroom, she saw a light coming from a seam between two boards. Curious, she began to check the boards, and they seemed to be cut in such a way to be a door, or having closed off a door. Audrey began to push on the boards, feeling a slight give, then she stepped back and hit it with her shoulder and the boards gave way, pivoting out on hinges as she fell through the doorway. Blinded momentarily by the bright light in this room, she felt around on the floor, which oddly felt like plastic. She thought it was strange that such an old and once majestic mansion would have cheap plastic tiles somewhere. As her vision began to adjust to the light, she looked behind her to find the "door" was a large plastic grandfather clock. Even the walls and staircase seemed to be made out of some type of plastic. Then she heard a noise behind her and turned to see a child bigger than a house looking down at her. Audrey screamed and tried to get back though the doorway, but as a huge pudgy hand wrapped around her body, she was pulled away from the doorway and the giant child pushed the clock back into place with a solid "click".
When her friends couldn't find Audrey in the morning, they called the police who searched the mansion but found no trace of her. Even her footprints were gone as wind through the open windows stirred up dust again, obliterating her footprints. Audrey became just another open missing person case in the files of the police in The Big Easy.
