The house was abandoned. While it was abandoned, that certainly didn’t mean it was lifeless. No, the cobwebs, droppings and moths scattered in the dust made that clear. There wasn’t any natural light in the home. The curtains on the windows had been drawn for, one could assume was, eternity. In this main room furniture was knocked around and broken. Portraits of the previous owners had been knocked down, torn and faded. None of their faces seemed to hold a smile.
It seemed like it was once such a large, lively manor. A chandelier oversaw the ballroom which had now been littered with broken glass and dark stains on the marble. It was wonderful to imagine what once was. It was just so easy to picture a crowded room filled with women in flowing gowns and men in starched suits enjoying their lives at a wondrous social event. Unfortunately, the surroundings told a different tale; of what was probably the last time the room saw any delight.
Just outside, there was a large oak tree. It had branched out higher than the house itself, which was quite a feat. Although it was dark out now, one could still see its healthy leaves which now looked black at this hour. The crickets and cicadas were silent around these parts, it seemed. But most curious of all was a tombstone, faded and forgotten, which rested in front of the tree.
Yes, it was under here where it was discovered. A casket, weathered and moldy, had been unearthed. Beneath its lid there was nothing but a cushioned interior and an empty, open silver locket. A blood curdling scream pierced the darkness of night. ... for you see, Billy, the body had been found, and it was moving! And do you know what it said?"GET OFF MY LAWN!"~Tekulo <3