The Haunted Mansion of Eternal Residents

The mansion looms at the edge of the forest, its windows like hollow eyes staring into the night.

Locals whisper of strange lights flickering inside, though no one has lived there for decades.

Some say the last owner, a reclusive aristocrat, vanished without a trace.

Others claim they still see his silhouette in the upstairs window.

Step closer, and you might hear the faint sound of a piano playing… even though no one is

there.

Inside, the air is thick with dust and the scent of old wood.

The grand chandelier sways slightly, though there’s no breeze.

Footsteps echo from the upper floors, but the staircase is empty.

A portrait of the former owner hangs in the hallway, his eyes seeming to follow you.

Some visitors claim they’ve seen the painting blink.

Others say they’ve heard whispers calling their name, urging them to stay… forever.

The dining room remains set for a meal that never came.

Plates are arranged, silverware polished, but the chairs are covered in dust.

Some say, at midnight, the table resets itself, as if expecting guests.

A single candle flickers to life, illuminating the ghostly outlines of figures seated around the table.

If you listen closely, you might hear the clinking of glasses… and a voice whispering, ‘Join us.’ The

library is filled with books that no one has touched in years, yet some lie open as if

recently read.

The air is thick with the scent of aged paper and something… else.

A book suddenly falls from the shelf, landing open on a page about the mansion’s history.

It details the mysterious disappearances of past owners.

A cold breath brushes your neck, and a whisper asks, ‘Are you next?’ The final room is the

master bedroom, untouched yet eerily preserved.

The bed is made, the curtains drawn, but the mirror above the dresser is cracked.

Some say if you look into it at midnight, you’ll see the mansion’s former owner standing behind you.

Others claim they’ve seen their own reflection… smiling back when they weren’t.

The door creaks shut behind you.

Are you alone?

Or have you joined the mansion’s eternal residents?