Why do the portraits change their expressions when unobserved? What makes the grandfather clock chime thirteen times? How do the shadows dance in empty ballrooms? Why do the mirrors reflect scenes from different eras? What causes the wallpaper patterns to shift into forbidden geometries?
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Some ghosts are so quiet you would hardly know they were there.
― Bernie Mcgill, The Butterfly Cabinet
As the heir to Windmere Manor, I had lived in this stately home my whole life. But ever since my parents passed, an aura of unease permeated the manor’s creaking halls.
At night, I heard strange noises echoing through the vast, empty rooms—whispers and dragging footsteps with no visible source. The servants began quitting one by one, claiming the manor was haunted.
One evening, drawn by a creaking on the stairs, I found the housekeeper suspended from the balustrade, blood dripping from gash in her throat. Scrawled on the wall behind, a single word—“Run”.
I locked myself in, but shadows moved just outside the pool of lamplight. At midnight, the doors slammed shut of their own accord, trapping me in with the malevolent force.
In the library, the windows blackened, as if some force converged upon the manor from outside. A cold draft blew through, ruffling pages of arcane tomes left untouched for generations. On the last page, I found a curse written in blood.
Now I know the secrets this house holds—and the darkness that has festered here since its construction. As cries and footsteps close in, I realize there will be no escape from the shadows in Victorian Manor. Some houses are more than brick and beam; they are prisons for the vengeful spirits within.
