The Haunted Mansion

Before we begin, I can refer to myself as Arma, right? Even if I can't I'm just gonna assume this for now

It was rather chilly outside. I hate cold, that's why I've been wearing my winter coat, knowing that it could (and knowing my luck would) become a hindrance once I'll get inside. It beats freezing to death out here, though.

This place is unnerving to say the least... Still, standing out here won't get me anywhere. The rusted gate creaked as I pushed it. Could've sworn I saw something moving in the process, took me a damn minute to come calm down.

"Sheogorath won't get the best of me yet", I mumbled, as I made my way towards the spooky manor, not aiming for the front door, but for one of the windows on the let wing instead.

"Dangit, nearly lost it already, and I'm not even inside yet!"

Walking down a worn path lined with trees, I start shivering in my thin hoodie.

"I really should've worn something a bit heavier." I muttered to myself.

I jump back as the wind creates a loud thud behind me. I turned around quickly but relieved to see it was only a felled branch from a dead tree. I cautiously walk up to the large gates. Before doing anything else, I pull out my notebook from my satchel and quickly document the rusty heap in front of me, pushing carefully on it without disturbing it too much. Afterwards, I pack my notebook up and then push open the gates with a loud creak. I start walking up the short path to the mansion before stopping halfway to observe the looming structure before me. I continue up to the front door and knock twice.

"Hello? Anyone home?" I shout out, pushing open the wooden doors and walking into the foyer.

I will prettify my post someday I swear.

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[supporter]learmasecreta[/supporter]

As you walk towards the window there a chilly breeze howls at you. It almost seems as it the house is telling you to turn back towards the door. There are more rustling in the bushes and for a second there would have seemed there was something watching you. But nothing was there. However, something seems to be in the window. The shape is hard to make out: is it a person? a beast? just a plant? You have two options. Listen to the howling wind and turn back towards the doors or push forward towards the mysterious window.

chuckleslucifer

After you turn around and strike the air there seems to have been a cackling in the distance. Almost as if something is laughing at you. Then from behind the door creaks open as if the house is daring you to come inside and see what else it has in mind for you. If you happen to look at the door and look back there seems to be two yellow beady eyes looking at you through the trees. Will you inspect what is looking at you or go inside the house.

[supporter]Sammyskitty[/supporter]

As you walk inside to the foyer the floor creakers. Several bats fly out from the sudden noise flying around the room before settling on a different perch. They then look at you waiting for your next move. The stairs leading up to the next level seem blocked by the chandelier so you only have the two hallways on each side of the stairway to walk into. To the right there is a suit of armor at the beginning of the hallway. To the left there is nothing but if you looks closely there seems to be a very small green light at the end. Which hallway will you take: left or right?

Rhytham

The ocean of blood built up eventually summoning a tidal wave. There was no escape as you get enveloped into the wave. When the tital wave ends you are in what seems to be in a living room. There is a fire cackling abnormally but the light from the fire does not seem to expand past a foot from the fireplace. However, there is what seems to be a shadow; there is someone - or something - sitting in the chair in front.

"I see you have not left," the voice said, sounding much like the old man from before. "Come here."

Will you go over to the "old man" or will you try to leave to room instead.

I walk towards the armor, feeling the bats stare into my soul. After wiping some dust of the chest, I pull out my notebook and start sketching a map. I carefully draw out the layout of the foyer before putting my notebook up and walking up to the hallway with the light.

"Hello?" I ask. "Anyone there?"

I push away some cobwebs and step into the hall, walking towards the light with darkness surrounding me.

chuckleslucifer

You can't see more than a few feet ahead by the light of your torch, but the trail of blood is easily identifiable- it leads toward the door between the stairs. A lightning flash enables you to see the room for a second. You could have sworn the grand chandeliers were hanging proudly a moment ago, but in that second you saw they had fallen, crushing the stairs with their weight. An illusion? You suspect so.

Another flash lights up the foyer. You can see two more doors- one on either side of the stairs. The door on the left is partially open and there seems to be a draft exuding from that side of the room. The door on the right has deep scratches embedded in its surface. The trail of blood gets heavier as it continues toward the door in the middle. Which way will you go?

Rhytham

You've woken up beside your mother after an incredibly vivid... dream? Was it a dream? What happened? Weren't you in that mansion? You're no longer sure of your reality. How did you end up in this forest? When did it start to rain? Is that the mansion you can see hidden mostly by trees? Wasn't...

didn't...

hadn't your mother died last year?

[supporter]Sammyskitty[/supporter]

The hallway seems to extend for an eternity. You carefully prod the wall in an effort to keep your bearings, and shuffle your feet slightly to avoid tripping. You kick something as you walk and it clatters away. You jump in surprise, falling into the wall, which somehow falls with you. You don't fall far, but the hidden revolving door slams shut with you on the opposite side.

You sit on the floor in the dark, letting your adrenaline settle. Maybe you could find a way back out into the hallway. But this area doesn't feel stuffy- maybe it connects to a bigger room? On one hand, you know how to get out of the mansion from the hallway. On the other, you're going to be here for a while anyway. Do you play it safe, or press on?

Eh, this seems interesting enough, I guess I'll join in. I'm not sure whether I'm suppose to make the character similar to myself, or not, though, so I'll merely fabricate one.




Not my absolute best writting, but hey. x)

I sit for a couple seconds, deciding to finally pull out the little flashlight from my bag. Turning it on, I press on into the darkened passage. I soon arrive to a bare room, save for a piece of rope lying in the back corner. I look for an exit, but there is nothing. The only way out it seems is back through the way I came.

"This is really quite odd," I whisper to myself. "There has to be something here."

I pick up the rope. It isn't long, maybe only a foot in length. I stash it away into a front pocket on my satchel. I begin checking the walls. I work slowly but to no avail. I begin searching the barren floor. Finally I found what I've been looking for: A way out, appearing in the form of a trap door. I struggle to open it. After several tugs, it gives way, opening into a ladder leading downwards. I hesitate for a second. It could be easier just to go back the other way, but I already found something. I awkwardly adjust my flashlight and I begin climbing down...

chuckleslucifer

You find yourself in what was once a beautifully decorated bedroom. The king-sized four-poster bed is still perfectly made with obviously expensive sheets and an old duvet. Everything seems to be a velvety red, but it's hard to tell in the gloom. There's a shuttered window to your left; a draft is coming through but no light comes with it. There are chests of drawers on each side of the bed- the one on the left is perfect except for the bottom drawer, which is pulled completely out and is sitting upside-down on the floor. The chest on the right's drawers are all pulled out, contents strewn everywhere. You step forward, and hesitate. What now?

Rococo

Though the sun had set, you should have been able to see. But the unexpected coalescence of dark clouds block the moonlight thoroughly. Raindrops begin to patter around you. The tangled mass of plants shudders as wind whistles through it. The path leading to the big front doors is fairly clear and looks to be beckoning you towards them. Will you accept the invitation?

[supporter]Sammyskitty[/supporter]

You descend into darkness. Your flashlight sporadically illuminates rotting walls to your left and behind the rickety wooden ladder. It gets colder as you continue. You feel like you must have descended two stories before a step breaks under you. You cling to your handhold, but the strain of your weight is too much for the rotting wood and it too breaks. You fall...

"Oh shut-up" I say to my group of friends standing in front of me. "I so could spend the night in the mansion."

"Whatever dude, you'll need this." One of them called out as they threw a backpack towards me. "We already packed it for yah, good to go."

They turn around and leave, abandoning me outside the rusty gates of the mansion. A gust of wind kicks up and I pull my heavy winter coat closer to my body. I never did like the cold. I adjusted my scarf around my neck, my mittens on my hands, the winter hat on my head, and snow pants before pushing the gates open.

Schreeeeeeeeeeeeeech

The whine of the gates pierced the night air. I took a few steps inside the courtyard and looked around. The front yard looked normal enough. It was overrun with plants, sure, but nothing out of the ordinary. I mean, I didn't see a skeleton come stumbling at me, so that's a good sign. My thick boots thudded against the concrete path with every step. Eventually I worked my way up to the front door and knocked. I don't know why I knocked, it's not like anyone lived here. I whipped out my flashlight and opened the door...

I'll join as myself ..call me Arrow :)

Everyone was talking about that old house and where the unknown lies starts myths.

i've always been interested in uninhabited houses and what might be going on there...is what people think is real?? is it really that scary or is it just things parents said to keep their curious children away from that place??...i couldn't stand questions and i decided to go to see the house

it was so cold night i wore a heavy jacket and my favorite red scarf to keep the warmth of my face and neck...i started crooning an old song as i heard before crooning scares the evil souls ..the thought came to my mind leave me laughing on how silly i am.

i reached the place and started wandering around it,i wanted to know if there is someone there or not...i wandered around the house till i decided to go and open the old rusted gate...the voice of the gate opening remind me of the sounds effects i hear in horror movies...

i stood for a minute thinking "what if what people say about this place is true!!...i felt a light shiver in my body before giggling ..hehe,silly me!! and passing the old gate to the inside grounds of the house.


tell me if i should edit it!

As I'm falling, I scream before hitting the concrete below with a loud thud and pain shoots through my right leg. I reach for my flashlight, but using it is useless. It broke during the fall. I sit for a minute to get my surroundings. I'm in a passageway filled with pipes, with a constant drip-drip-drip emanating from leaks in them. I find some loose piping on the floor and use it as a crutch, slowly limping my way to what I hope is the exit. It doesn't take long till I arrive at a giant, circular room...

Slayr231

You don't know what you expected, but it certainly wasn't a large, nearly pristine foyer. Your eyes immediately lock on to the door at the opposite side of the room. It is halfway open and a warm, flickering light spills across the tiled floor. The light illuminates a trail of... blood? You can't be certain. You take a more deliberate look around the room. The other things that catch your eye are a fallen tapestry further down the left wall and what seems to be a hole in the floor just to the right of the double staircase.

Broken_Arrow

You walk slowly down the path, checking out the overgrown gardens. Some of the plants look as if they've been trampled and the soil has been overturned in places. You keep walking and end up at the front steps. You turn and look back over the path. You start to wonder about the trampled plants. What could have done that? And the overturned soil- why? The rain is dying down, though thunder still rolls occasionally. You don't have to go inside yet. Do you want to?

[supporter]Sammyskitty[/supporter]

You limp into the room and are met with flickering candlelight. There are eight candles lit, one on each side of the four tunnels leading into this room. Each tunnel has a letter carved above it- you think they must be the cardinal directions. The room itself must be fifty feet across and half that high. A balcony encircles the room about fifteen feet above your head. You see no way to access it from here. You seem to have come from the east tunnel. Where will you go from here?

"Oh crap," I thought to myself, gazing at the well kept foyer. "Maybe someone actually lives here."

I turn to open the door and leave, but the door is locked. I jiggle the handle over and over again.

"No, no, no, no!" I keep shouting in my head. "This can't be happening."

I take a deep breath and look at the inside of the house with more detail. I turn off my flashlight and creep up to the door with the light flickering out. As I approach I notice something on the floor. My heart almost skips a beat.

"Blood?" I ask myself.

I continue towards the door, careful not to make a sound. I take a peek inside and the first thing I notice is a fire in a fireplace. The light from the fire has light up the room as I gaze over it. It seems like your normal sitting room, there's a couple couches, a cabinet, a coffee table.

Wait... what's that on the couch? I look closely at the furniture, I gasp and stumble back away from the door. On the couch, sitting up, was a man. this wasn't an ordinary man, he seemed at least six feet tall sitting down. His hand was stroking an axe, and that was the weirdest looking firewood in the fire I have ever seen.

I crawl back away from the door as fast as I could. I try to turn and run for the stairs, but I trip. I close my eyes and brace for impact, but I don't feel it. I open my eyes and I realize I'm falling. As I'm about to scream, the floor rushed to meet me. Luckily, my over-padded clothes protect me from serious injury. Unfortunately, the impact seemed to shake the entire house.

I look up to see where I had fallen from. I froze, standing two stories above me, staring at me, was the man. His glowing red eyes piercing the darkness. He turns away and walks off, and I scuffle off to the side of the room. I reach for my flashlight, but my hand grabs nothing but air. I look all around for it, but I just can't see that much on the dark. I start moving about the room when I hear a screech far off in some other place of the house.

I wasn't questioning if someone lived in the house anymore. I knew something lived here, and it wasn't alone.