The Room
Wind howled through the broken window, caused by the branch of the large oak during the great storm.
I was surrounded by an eerie darkness; the only light coming into the room was from the candlelight in the corridor outside the partly open door.
Trying to keep as quiet as I could, I waited. I heard footsteps in the hallway coming closer to the room.
I held my breath.
The door swiftly opened and bright torchlight shone into the room, straight through me. I waited for them to leave again before I rattled my chains.
That always makes them scream!
A quick repost to get the spookiness going… mwa haha ha! Wanders off, rattling chains…
The Mansionic Perspective 
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