The Missing Third Step

Strange things happen frequently in the old villa, and the sound of high-heeled footsteps can be heard at exactly two o'clock in the morning. There are twelve stairs, but the sound from the eleventh level is always heard. A diary reads: He is hiding in the third level. When I pried open the steps, I realized that the real horror was never the ghosts. It's the bloody truth buried by someone's own hands.