1901 | Dan and Phil fanfic

Chapter 1: The Creepy Old Manor

The angelic way the old mansion stood there, was like the angel of death was staring down at the poor British boy. His black Raven hair swayed in the wind as he held tightly on to his leather suitcase. Phil gulped looking up at the broken shingles and glass that could easily cut someone like a razor blade. The manor looked super old and decrepit like no one had stepped foot into it in years.
"I can't believe this place is mine now" Phil thought remembering the phone call he got from his real estate agent telling him about the house that he "now" was the owner of.
Honestly to tell you the truth it's much bigger then Phil imagined but it definitely needed some PLC ( Phil's love and care)
The tall British boy opened the door to hear a loud squeak come from the rusty door and old moldy wood, He winced at the atrocious sound. Phil looked up to the the staircase right in the middle of the house. With its once red carpet and wood crafted to its finest; it was a masterpiece in its self, Phil just couldn't believe it was still standing. He coughed and wheezed as he shut the door, the whole house definitely needed a good dusting. Phil set his bag down and started to travel around the old place. First stop was the "living room" it was a huge room to the right of the entrance. It had a huge fireplace crafted with stone, a beautiful worn Egyptian rug hand woven, two gorgeous chairs covered in tarp, and an old painting also covered with a tarp. Phil was awestruck and couldn't wait too start bringing his stuff in and start cleaning, the moving truck should be here any day. The next room the left of the entrance was the kitchen and believe me this kitchen looked like something from an old 1900's movie, Phil would definitely be changing all this.
Next stop was upstairs, but as Phil walked up the flights of cringe worthy creaky stairs he started to feel antsy like something was watching him, but of course Phil shrugged it off as nothing.
The master bedroom was gorgeous with a huge canopy bed with a sadly ripped hole in the top and a old vanity with a water case and bowl like you'd see in the Titanic movie so people could wash their faces in the evening. Phil walked through the room and looked in the bathroom;again, it was like stepping back in time.
"It's ok I can fix that" Phil said that to himself.
Phil made his way through the rest of the house deciding that the master bedroom would be his. When he went downstairs he discovered something odd...
His bag was gone.
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Hey you made it to the end Yay :) (throws confetti) I hope you like it so far
I need to give credit to StumpTownFunkYouUp her/he not sure's story Broken inspired me to write 1901 so go check that story out I believe it's in my reading list :)