Category: Halloween
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7.Wet Dreams
I dreamed I was creeping around outside the Mansion, Tom. I swear, it was just a dream. I don’t think I used my inner time traveler to flit across the ocean and stand in your garden…….but I saw you through the window, styling your hair, and I ran from your Inner Zombie. It chased me…
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6. Keeper of visions; Caster of shadows
The doorbell rang as the Grand Clock struck the hour. It was ten-past, but the Grand Clock always liked to be different. Miss Duncan, the by-now familiar Head Maid, opened the door to find a lady standing and smiling there. “Greetings to you all!” she beamed. “Oh, do come in!” Bellowed the Head Maid, as…
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5. The walls have eyes, don’t you know?
That’s the funny thing about the walls of the Mansion. Sometimes, they have eyes, sometimes they don’t even have a wall. They move. And not only in the normal creaking way that walls do occasionally. The fax machine upon the desk sprang into action, printing out a message from the person who, at that very…
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4. Beware! There’s a loose stone on the step
The step. The dodgy step. I know there’s a loose stone, so usually use the back door, but visitors, occasionally, discover the loose stone themselves. The stone itself isn’t a problem, but when it’s moved, it – sometimes – and I must emphasise sometimes – opens the trap door on the step, delivering visitors to…
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3. Use the doorbell, not the draw–ah, never mind!
The doorbell works sometimes, but not others. The very old doorbell is still connected, and used to work by pulling a heavy rope outside the main doors to the Mansion. It still rings back in the day when it was used, some time years ago, in the Middle Ages, but it doesn’t ring in our…
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