The large ornate wooden door swung open with a creak and a thud, welcoming the new owner of Sutterley Manor.
“God damn! this place is MASSIVE!” Mark the new owner voice echoed around the dim atrium. A new and extremely cheap listing on the market, anyone would have been out of their mind not to check out such a steal. As he walked around admiring the antiques and paintings all in their original untouched positions on walls, tables and standing against the walls. Mark rubbed his chin, still in awe at how remarkable his luck was. He could spend hours exploring his new home with all its wings, intricacies, and nooks and crannys however the large oak grandfather clock donged, letting the occupant know that it was midnight and time for bed. “Well…I guess I can check out everything else tomorrow. Just a shame I didn’t leave earlier though, took me hours to get here.” Mark thought, going to fetch his bag and wheel it up into the master bedroom. Read more