The Haunted Mansion...
As the night draped its cloak of darkness over the countryside, Teresa along with her friend ventured deeper into the heart of the woods. Guided by the faint whispers of ancient trees, they stumbled upon the forgotten path leading to the mansion.
Their small stop at the tavern Paula mentioned did prove to be much needed as they underestimated not only the confusing paths that wrung around from between the massive trees but also the sheer size of the land that these woods spread across. If one find themself lost in these parts, they'd truly be in trouble.
Moonbeams danced through the gnarled branches, casting ethereal patterns upon the overgrown path. Each turn they took seemed to echo through the stillness of the night, a solemn reminder of their journey into the unknown.
Finally the grand clearing for the long stretched acres of property came to their view.
