The Parmon Mansion (BOOK 1)

Chapter 5 : The Stories

"Hold on." And Damien took his phone out of his pocket and turned it on.

"Adrew I'll call your dad and see if he can help what is his number? We will tell him we got stuck by accident." Damien looked at me but I just bowed my head down. "He is away on business." I said in a slight sad voice.

"Then we will do Charolines dad. "A tear fell from her eye as she said the only word she could get out."Dead."

Before Damien could say anything more his phone showed a low battery alert and then it died. I was hugging Charoline to comfort her we had not talked much about our parents.

"Quickly check your phones." And all the other men followed Damiens command.

It seemed that none of their phones worked. Then they all turned and looked at Charoline.

"Well let's hear those stories cause it looks like we're going to be here for a long time." Damien fetched a chair and placed it near the stairs were me Charoline and Edric was sitting on the fifth step with the blanket warped around us. The others followed his action, getting a chair from the ballroom and placing it in a circle like form around the stairs.

"Start telling." Damien nodded at Luke's words and Charoline inhaled deeply to gather the strength to talk while being the center of attention.

"My mother never told me not to do something or give me warnings she always told me a storie that would make everything clear. But the stories of the mansion was the ones I found the most interesting. My mother's stories about the mansion all had the same thing in common everyone who entered died and she also said that only God could go in and out as he pleased." Charoline looked over at everyone's faces and Damien nodded for her to continue.

"Please don't ask any questions, I doubt that I'll have the answers." Charoline grabbed me by my waist before continuing.

"The first storie is probably the oldest of them all... A farmer came to this place to live his rich live and to farm on his own soil. The first thing built was the mansion. The town was a lot smaller back then there were not much people living there and it was more of a trading village. After he had built his house and hired workers he started to plant corn and weat. He just about used up all his money on planting and fertilizing the ground. He decided that it was time to place his home and farm on the maps so traders could stop by. After he had journeyd to the capital and did as he had hoped. On his way out an old man aprouched him to talk. The man had told him that in the days of war when they had a lot of people dead at one spot that they would dig a big hole and trow the bodies in it sometimes more body parts then bodies were thrown in. And usually it was around fifty bodies per mass grave. The farmer were soon told that his farm was on one of these. And the man had told him that they marked those graves by planting an oake tree on the right side of the grave but after a while they realized that the tree don't always grow so they made a note about its location. He did not think of much but did look at the big oake tree at the right side of his house and laughed. By the end of the month nothing had grown near his house and after a year nothing grew on his farm except weeds. And a month after he decided to sell the house his staff started dying in gruesome ways but there bodies always showed up in the swimmingpool. As soon as every single person who entered that house died he went to see a priest." Charoline looked like she just realized something and then she quickly continued. "Then he sold his mansion and went away." She scanned everyone's faces and Damien talked. "Is that all?" Charoline shaked her head and continued to speak. "There are more boring stories about people of the town that went missing and disbelievers going to that...this mansion to proof a point never to return again. The people of the town stopped to go snooping around there about 20 years ago but the last person who went missing was about 7 years ago and now us." Tears started to fall from Charoline's face and I held her tighter.