Okay, so the coffin in the basement was a bit of a surprise. Though, to be fair, as coffins went, it was a rather nice one, I suppose. I mean, it’s not like I had a lot to compare it to, but I do know quality when I see it. Then again, everything about the mansion screamed quality, or just plain old screamed, because, much like the coffin I was suddenly confronted with, the place was creepy—or better yet, CREEPY.
Yep, that’s about right.
In any case, as I circled it, round and round he goes, my index finger running along the metal finish, a new sensation washed over me. Well, through me, really, like deep on down through, because it suddenly felt as though the thing was calling out to me, drawing me to it, which might explain how I ended up in the basement in the first place.
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