Moreteyne Manor is a beautiful place in the outskirts of London England, although the residents of old passed away spirits live there. I remember the time that my mother told me about my ancestor Xavier Manson, yet he also lived within Harlington Manor years ago. Although he's long gone i know he's with me in spirit, yet today heading to the manor something felt different...for it was never this dark. Oh pardon me, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Daniel Mayfield, Xavier Manson is my great great great grandfather.

I got a letter from Moreteyne Manor to help out with the place, yet i felt a bad chill in the air as I arrived...I knew something was wrong. As I reached the front door it opened for me slow but eerily, but I heard my name call from the door softly. "Come on, Daniel! Just stay calm everything is ok." I sighed heavily as I entered the Manor.

Inside was dark and felt sinister in the old manor, yet from my standpoint I felt someone was watching me...Many eyes that is.

"Hmm are you sure this is the person that is to help us?" One of the ghost looked worried.

"I don't know if he's strong enough to fight this demon we have" Another ghost looked softly.

"Yes he is Xavier's grandchild, however that doesn't prepare someone for this." third ghost agreed.

"Don't worry, everyone! I'll make a proper marine out of him!" Sadly the last ghost sighed.

"Yes I know he isn't that impressive my friends, yet in our situation were in no means to be choosy. Come let us introduce ourselves." Yet again why do i have the feeling this is going to end badly?

As soon as i turned my head I saw six ghoist staring at me heavily, tried to walk back but tripped over a candlestick.

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