If you choose to venture down this road, half-way down you will find a house; a particular house full of darkness and foreboding. Over 100 years old it stands tall and daunting, with memories and secrets lurking behind each corner. But a handful of brave souls have entered under fall of darkness, and even fewer have lived to tell the tale. Those who did are forever changed. They tell stories of creaking floorboards, clicking radiator pipes and phantom stag heads bearing down upon them. The piano plays at night, they say. Invisible fingers tinkle the ivories and produce a haunting melody that echoes around the halls, as the rocking chair rocks itself to sleep. The dusty typewriter clunks and snaps, two rapiers duel with one another, and figures in family portraits shudder and convulse as the rotary dials on the old telephones slowly turn. They tell of a young maid who hung herself from the banisters in 1912. Her ghost can sometimes be seen, out of the corner of one’s eye, still sitting in the kitchen and listening for the chiming call of the servants’ bells… |
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