The Haunted Mansion.
I was walking into the forest. The Forest that everyone had been warned of. Every one in the town were strictly told about what laid in that forest. So the question was:- What was I doing here? If that message was so clear and the stories that were heard yet finally tied down to the forest so horrific, then what was I doing here? Simple answer in two words. A bet and fifty bucks.
So here I was slowly trailing my way into the forbidden path, having my death warrant signed to the devil. Every one knew that the forest attracted the supernatural and the evil. Yet, being the only mortal here, I was trudging my way in. Into my stupidity, their luring traps to end with sweet flavour of death.
The chime of soft silence and the scent of heavy death hung in the air. Cold winds that blew midst the shaking trees whispered and urged me to turn around, telling me there is still time to change my mind but I was adamant.
Trees that covered the magnificent starry night sky, were now softly swaying their branches to the beat of the wind, making it feel like even though only I was present… it wasn’t only me. I felt like there were eyes every where, looking at every move. A few sounds here and there echoed before the silence swallowed them up. It might be a an owl or a mouse. But that was long forgotten, when my eyes fell in front of the house that once belonged.
My feet must’ve led me here, as I stared around at anything that has a chance to kill me. And that’s when I realised something.
Every time I had that pull in the forest, it was because of this. The house. Even now, that I stand in front of it, I still have the urge to step in. Something about it was luring me in. Like a bee to a honey suckle. It was pulling me into a trance. And I just couldn’t snap out of it.
Truth be told, the house was BEAUTIFUL. There was no doubt about it. Only thing was, it could have been categorised at the previous times. Cause right now, it was dilapidated and broken down. It had it’s windows shattered, holes all around the wood work as if infested with ants and termites. And not to forget the door that had constantly been banging open and close due to the wind, was creaking horribly.
A shudder passed through me yet I couldn’t ignore it’s inviting feeling. So I took soft steps as I examined my way through.
As I entered, I see the entire place turned upside down. Like it had been ransacked. But nothing in here seemed worth taking. Well, maybe because it was in it’s tattered collection.
There was complete silence in the whole area. Except all of a sudden as I had entered, the banging had stopped all together. and I could here drops of water echo through the place. I could feel the presence of evil and it left a shiver through my spine. But I had to shrug the feeling off and move along.
Every part of each room had it’s furniture out of place. Like it didn’t belong there. Everything that was there was coated with dust and cobwebs and there was no sign of life. Despite the very sign of proving them. Everything was pushed to mere stillness and I actually began to wonder. What was my true reason here?
I shook that thought off and continued my search as I flashed my torch light every where for proper signs. But I couldn’t see any.
I went up the stairs and searched every room. It was all in the same state. Only this time i had a feeling that the paintings that hung on the dull faded wall were keeping their eye on their intruder.
I opened the last room with no hope at all. But there was something that stood out of place.
There was a dull red coffin placed in the middle of the room with all the furniture barricading any way in or out. I tried making my way in, pushing the tables and chairs away. Trying to get in and making my way in. That coffin was pulling me in. It wanted to get me to open. I couldn’t fight the feeling. It just felt right. To maybe open it.
Somehow, tripping my way in, I got to it. In haste, I blew over the top, getting all the dust to fly away and admired the coffin with a smile that wasn’t my own. Slowly, I heard a click. And then… Nothing happened…
Suddenly the lid flew off and I slowly peeped in, as curiousity piqued my interest. My eyes widened as my hand aided a gasp that flew out of my mouth. At that moment, the clock started to chime.