"A mansion." Audrey corrects nervously, "And don't forget the last owner was supposedly murdered there!"
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"Oh, you guys are so stiff." Haven began, craning her neck to try and catch a glimpse of the mansion through the trees. "The only reason I know about this place is because Mrs. Kelsea at the library told me, and she knows about it because her mother used to work for the old man that lived there. And yeah, okay, a guy may have been killed on the grounds," she admitted. "But other than that, Mrs. Kelsea just talked about the architecture and what-not. Nothing out of the ordinary."
As her friends murmured their different arguments behind her, she giggled and walked five paces ahead. Then after a good ten minutes of loping along, the old mansion appeared on the horizon. With a gasp, Haven darted forwards out of the trees and into a wheat field. The house stood in the middle of it; looming and mysterious. It looked absolutely and completely haunted, but Haven was to exited to care.
"Haven! Wait up! We should stay together!" Audrey whines, running up to her.
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Avar held up the rear, really wishing she could go back home. She hoped her father wouldn’t find out she snuck away, or he would be mad.
"Okay, fine." Haven grunted, slowing to a walk. The mansion was stunning, sitting in the middle of the golden wheat field. It was huge too, with steep sloping rooftops and large windows. The kids had found the front, with two large oak doors mounted on an even larger set of stairs. You could tell there had once been a massive mettle gate to keep trespassers away, but now there were just a few random poles here and there. Moss grew heavily on the steps leading to the entrance, and the place looked as if it would fall down soon.
When Haven finally made it to the door, she placed her hand onto the smooth wood and sighed. This was going to be one of the best adventures yet!
"Woah." Audrey breathes out, gingerly touching the intricate designing of the wood.
Okay, this was cool.
Sean stopped to look at the giant mansion in front of them, falling to the back of the group. He tries to imagine what it looked like before it was abandoned and he could tell it would have been incredible but there was something enchanting about the dusty windows and overgrown moss and vines that almost made him prefer the house this way.
"Alright, enough drooling. Lets do this!" Haven squealed, and then she began to push on the heavy doors. "Help me, guys!" she demanded in a huff.
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Avar reluctantly helped Haven push on the door, barely managing to get them to swing open.
"Imagine living here." Audrey whispers, looking in awe at the dusty chandelier.
Sean followed them into the mansion and walked around the room they were in, looking around at the dusty worn out paintings that were half fallen off the walls and the damaged old furniture that had been left behind.
"All this stuff must be from the Victorian era." Audrey notes the designs of all the furniture as she wanders around.
Sean pulled a sheet off of something, releasing a giant puff of dust which caused him to break into a fit of coughing. The sheet had been covering an old, very broken piano. He stumbled away from the flying dust partials still coughing.
"This stuff is really pretty. I just wish we had more light, to see it better."
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Avar looked at the old piano with interest, but didn’t dare touch it. She stuck close to Haven, drawing on her confidence.
"So…" Audrey shifted to her other foot uncomfortably. "What are we supposed to do now?"
Sean, finally finishing hit coughing fit looked at Audrey and shrugged. "Look around I guess." He answered before walking into a different room, it looked like a dining hall, the table was still they, long but very dusty and rough looking with one of its legs broken making it tip over at an awkward angle. He walked around it carefully as it looking like the table could collapse at any disturbance.
Audrey nods, deciding to head up the still sturdy looking stairs.
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Avar stays where she is, by Haven, not wanting to stray far from her friends.
Sean eventually found his way to the kitchen, which was covered in mold and dirt of all kinds. He pulled his shirt up over his nose to block out the horrible smells that filled the room before carefully looking around. He went and opened up a door where he found stairs leading to the basement. "I found the basement!" He shouted out to his friends, debating on whether or not he wanted to go down alone.
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Avar hesitated before walking to where Sean was, the older boy towering over her as she stood next to him and looked down into the basement.
Pushing open a door, Audrey lets out a breathe in relief and awe at the dusty, yet quaint, little girl's room.
Sean took out the small flash light that he had brought and aimed it down into the dark basement, the stairs were steep so you couldn't really see what was beyond them.
Heading into the room, Aubrey gingerly touches the old porcelain face of a doll long forgotten, then sifts her hand through a pile of play jewelry.
Haven followed Audrey, narrowing her eyes at the sight of the doll. "That thing is creepy." she whispered, before hurrying over to an old jelly safe turned dresser. But when she got over to it, the doors started to shake, the rusty handles squeaking in protest.
"Uh… Audrey?" she whispered fearfully.
(I think that the people in the room are experiencing something freaky, and then the people in the basement can experience something freaky. Then they can meet in the middle and head for the cracked stone wall.)
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Avar cowered behind Sean. She wasn’t really scared of the darkness, more of what she feared the darkness would hold.
"It's probably nothing…" Aubrey says, heading over to the closet and opening it.
But when she saw the dead, decaying body of a little girl, she thought it was anything but nothing.
Her scream was so loud it could be head from all the way down in the basement.
Haven followed Audrey, narrowing her eyes at the sight of the doll. "That thing is creepy." she whispered, before hurrying over to an old jelly safe turned dresser. But when she got over to it, the doors started to shake, the rusty handles squeaking in protest.
"Uh… Audrey?" she whispered fearfully.
(I think that the people in the room are experiencing something freaky, and then the people in the basement can experience something freaky. Then they can meet in the middle and head for the cracked stone wall.)
(Aubrey, not Audrey.)
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Avar startled when she heard Aubrey’s scream, tripping and falling into the basement. Thankfully, the flight of steps was very short, and she was relatively unharmed except for a bruise on her arm.