Prologue

A/N: This is a rewrite of this story. I hated the other version I created.

Disclaimer: All person's living of dead are complete coincidence, as well as names of places in any state and town. R&R

Reality fades over time to become a story. Stories turn to rumor. After being passed around for a century and a half it becomes a legend. Hunting these forgotten objects or mysteries that still scream silently in the in the night is what I do.

The story of two lovers became my gate way drug into the realm of the supernatural. The typical fairy tale of true love, where fate is decided for them. However, once the married love birds crossed the threshold things become bleak. Love became murder, and descent. Lies turned to death. The only thing missing in this story is the happily ever after of the wife escaping her insane husband in death. That is the twist to the story, her body was never found, and the manor's history forgotten to only wind up as a side show attraction.

Now after 150 years it is my job to discover what happened and put to bed the mystery of Nightingale Manor. And finally restore a spirit it's happily ever after.