As Emma, Amelia, and Prescott materialized at the gates of Annabel's mansion, they were met with a sight that took their breath away. The mansion stood proudly atop a hill, its grandeur unmistakable even from a distance. Surrounded by vast expanses of land, with a dense forest looming nearby, the house seemed to exude an aura of mystery and intrigue.
The mansion itself was a testament to old wealth and opulence, its imposing facade adorned with intricate carvings and ornate details. Gargoyles perched ominously on the corners of the roof, their stone forms weathered by time but still retaining an air of silent vigilance.
The gates through which Emma, Amelia and Prescott had arrived were wrought iron, their intricate designs hinting at the wealth and power that lay beyond. As they passed through, the gates creaked open with an eerie sense of anticipation, as if welcoming them into a world of secrets and shadows.
