The dilapidated mansion scrutinised me with evil, mullioned eyes behind grimy eyelids.
FOR SALE read the sign. Open inspection this Saturday, noon to one-o-clock.
“Welcome, visitor,” whispers meandered on the breeze through overgrown weeds as I advanced towards the cracked portico and stepped across the threshold.
A utopian hue swathed the interior. Fresh flowers adorned pedestals in the vestibule. Music and clinking glasses reverberated from a magnificent ballroom.
A glass was pressed into my clammy hand.
I raced towards the heavy oak entrance door. It was sealed, and the evil mullioned eyes forever closed.
“Visitors never leave,” the whispers resumed.
FOR SALE read the sign. Open inspection this Saturday, noon to one-o-clock.
“Welcome, visitor,” whispers meandered on the breeze through overgrown weeds as I advanced towards the cracked portico and stepped across the threshold.
A utopian hue swathed the interior. Fresh flowers adorned pedestals in the vestibule. Music and clinking glasses reverberated from a magnificent ballroom.
A glass was pressed into my clammy hand.
I raced towards the heavy oak entrance door. It was sealed, and the evil mullioned eyes forever closed.
“Visitors never leave,” the whispers resumed.
