Squawk! The crows were sending out a warning noise, letting everyone know that someone had entered this desolated place. As you trekked through the noisy, metal gates a mist would come upon you. Everywhere you looked the fog would be like poison, making you cough and wheeze every minute. As you looked around, you could see the witch like trees shrivelled up as if they were hiding from what was inside the house. The moon gazed down, shining a spotlight on me as if something bad was about to happen.
Pushing the decaying door open, to the left of the hallway was a broken and smashed mirror. The ancient house was hollow. This could have been cause by the mirror, with the wonder having 7 years bad luck. Ahead we're winding unusual stairs that looked like old attic steps about to lead you into the unknown. On the floor was a puddle of blood. This could have been from a murder or maybe something else...
