The moon hung low over the ancient forest, casting eerie shadows that danced with the wind. Isabella had always been drawn to the mansion on the hill, its crumbling facade a testament to times of joy long forgotten. Tonight was the night she would finally know why she was so intranced with this building. Courage coursed through her veins as she strolled up the cobblestone path leading to the mansion. "Hey" Isabella turned to see her friend samuel struggling to catch his breath. (how did he know) she thought "if you get caught or hurt ill be in trouble for letting you go!" he wasn't wrong but that didn't matter she needed to know what was inside. "Leave Sam pretend you didn't see me or" (she said with a wink) "come with me". With that he sighed and the journey began, they started toward the giant ominous Victorian style doors. As Isabella touched the ornate handles a shrill voice whispered "come in".