the Return to Ravens Manor

chapter 6 part 7

After the death of Rachel, It was a dark and stormy night as the unsuspecting victims approached Raven Manor. The once majestic estate stood tall and foreboding, its crumbling walls and overgrown garden adding to its sinister appearance. The scent of decay permeated the air, causing a shiver to run down the spines of those who dared to enter.

As they made their way through the overgrown garden, the group could feel eyes watching them from the shadows. Every creak of the floorboards beneath their feet echoed through the empty halls, sending a chill through their bones. The tension was palpable, the fear growing with each passing moment.

Despite their growing unease, the group pressed on, determined to uncover the secrets that lay hidden within Raven Manor. They had heard the rumors of the cursed estate, of the ghostly apparitions that roamed its halls at night. But curiosity got the better of them, driving them forward even as their instincts screamed at them to flee.

As they entered the foyer, the group was greeted by a chilling sight. The once grand chandelier hung precariously from the ceiling, its broken pieces glinting in the dim light. The walls were adorned with faded portraits of long-dead inhabitants, their eyes seeming to follow the group as they moved through the room.

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the halls, causing the group to jump in fright. They turned to see a shadowy figure disappearing down a darkened corridor, its sinister laughter echoing through the empty halls. Panic set in as they realized they were not alone in Raven Manor.

As they explored further, they came upon a hidden staircase leading down into the depths of the estate. The group hesitated, unsure of what lay beyond. But something compelled them forward, a sense of urgency driving them deeper into the darkness.

As they descended into the bowels of Raven Manor, the air grew thick with the stench of decay. The walls seemed to pulsate with a malevolent energy, their very presence causing the group to second-guess their decision to enter.

They came upon a locked door, its rusted hinges groaning in protest as they forced it open. What they found on the other side shook them to their core. Rows upon rows of decaying corpses lined the walls, their empty eye sockets staring blankly ahead.

The group recoiled in horror, the realization dawning on them that they were not alone in Raven Manor. They were surrounded by the restless spirits of those who had met their end within its walls, their anguished cries filling the air.

As they turned to flee, they were met with a sight that stopped them in their tracks. The shadowy figure they had seen earlier stood before them, its malevolent gaze fixed upon them. It raised a skeletal hand, beckoning them closer with a sinister smile.
In that moment, the group knew they were trapped within the confines of Raven Manor, at the mercy of the vengeful spirits that haunted its halls. They had walked into a nightmare from which there was no escape.