The Key In The Fireplace

Part One: This Bit Is Quite Depressing

  No, you didnt read that wrong. This is the part where our main protagonist, nay, our main... Hmm.. Lets see...  Character! Yeah, Thats better! Our main chatacter finds herself on a dreary day watching the rain blur the grey skyline outside as she sits behind a window safely in a building. What you will come to learn in this tale of woe is that "Safely" doesnt always mean "positively". Prime example; Miss Porting, the Great Great Great Grandmother had been safe, but not quite positive when she had witnessed her husbands passing one gloomy day in fall when the lawnmower decided it wouldn't cooperate until Mr. Porting decided to take a close look at the blades. Further more, Miss Porting was quite safe at home and positive too until she was pronounced dead of natural causes the next morning. Which brings us here, Twenty years later, to our main character Dearest Headley Jones. She was in the bank you see awaiting a discussion that would come to puzzle her.

"Have a Seat, Headley." The Banker insisted.

"We have much to discuss. You see, your great great great grandmother has passed on."

"Nonsense!" Headley Proclaimed,
"My Great Great Great Grandmother has been gone for twenty years! Are you trying to pull my leg banker?!"

The Banker hesitated then proceeded to speak again. "As I was saying. Your Great Great Great Grandmother has passed. And has written you in her last will and testimate. She has asked that you recieve the deed to her house in Gloomingdale Estates upon your 22nd birthday."

Headley was speechless. What could this mean? Was it good? She supposed a fancy large house would be quite an upgrade in life. Either way she would go and stay in the house for a week before deciding whether to sell it off or stay. What was so special about this house? She was soon going to learn.