You pause at the edge of the brown lawn, gazing up at the dark shape that looms up before you. It takes a couple seconds for you to process that the house is surrounded by rose bushes, thorns seemingly everywhere, bringing back faint memories of the story of Sleeping Beauty. The mansion was a seemingly strange color in the dim sunlight. Is it blue? Or perhaps green? No, it has to be black...

Blinking, you realize the mansion is covered from top to bottom with thick, dark green ivy. Only the door and many windows are without the lush foliage. You walk forward, carefully avoiding the thorns of the rose bushes, and make it safely to the front door, which has a sign posted on it: In Need of Residents.

The door opens easily as you give it a soft push, taking a step inside the dusty hallway. The floors, walls, everything, seems to be made of polished, if slightly dusty, mahogany. A huge staircase extends before you, several rooms opening to your right and left. The kitchen is huge, with the fridge stocked with fresh food. There are seven bedrooms in all, each finely furnished and with views of the courtyard and cemetery.

Stay at Octavia Mansion, that is, only if you don't mind the odd ghost popping in for a cup of tea.

CURRENT RESIDENTS:

Zoe Landon

Love it. :)

Awesome :D

Zoe grunted in pain as she walked up to the gate, pushing it open carefully. She hobbled through the rose bushes, her clothes getting caught on the sharp thorns, droplets of blood fell to the ground. She hurried inside, closing the door after her. The young woman sighed, walking over to the fridge, retrieving an apple. She stood in the kitchen thoughtfully. "This is one helluva town.."

The door creaked open. Zoe spun around, and gave a cry of joy. "Auntie Bela!"

Beladane chuckled as the younger girl ran over to her, hugging wildly. "Hello, Zoe."

"But what are you doing here?" Zoe asked curiously, taking a step back.

The woman sighed slightly. "I just needed a break from hiding."

Zoe frowned. "Did you take some annie? Why?"

Beladane shrugged. "It seemed to unnerve the man I was talking to."

The younger girl nodded understandingly. "Well, get some rest. I'm gonna go get a virgin margarita at the pub."

((Zoe to McKilley's Pub))

((From Hospital))

Zoe ran up to the porch, hurriedly opening the door, then slamming it shut behind her, locking it with the deadbolt. She sighed in relief, sinking down to the floor. "Thank gods I'm out of there..."

• Forums are not to be used to post stories.
• All forum posts must be suitable for teens.
• The owner and moderators of this forum are solely responsible for the content posted within this area.
• All forum abuse must be reported to the moderators.