Abandon all hope, ye who enter.
Around the turn of the 20th century, Lord Vincent Fostus, an eccentric tycoon, moved West after rumors of a dreaded curse tarnished his family name. He built a large mansion on the top of a hill in the Western town of Tombstone TerrorTory, where he enjoyed entertaining his elite and eclectic group of friends. In no time, tragic accidents started to regularly occur, and although many people loved Lord Fostus, many blamed him for the downfall of the town. One day, the town revolted and Lord Fostus was murdered, despite his best efforts to hide away within his mansions’ many secret passages and rooms.
Paranormal historian Ellie Crane recently took a trip into Tombstone TerrorTory to collect some artifacts for further study back East. Pushing herself through the overgrown vines in the garden graveyard, she made her way into the root cellar, which lingered with the sickly smell of rot, and then climbed up into the formal dining room, where plates hovered and glasses clinked in mid-air. Soon, a small girl in a glowing pink dress came skipping by. With a sudden scream, she pulled Ellie through a wall and into a cave that led her past an art gallery, where not only eyes followed her, but the portrait of Lord Fostus himself seemed to gesture to the gaming parlor next door. After weaving through the dark, musty cavern walls, Ellie began to feel her pulse quicken. Her ears began to ring and her head pounded. Something awful was happening to her as she descended deeper into Fostus Mansion. Finally, the tiny girl came to a stop outside of two large, oak doors.
The child quietly stepped up to the doors, looked back to Ellie with a single finger held up to her lips, and then knocked twice. After a moment the doors slowly creaked open, and the girl sprinted away laughing. Before she could comprehend what had happened, Ellie let out an ear-piercing, blood-curdling scream. She screamed and screamed and screamed. She's still down there, you know. Just screaming at whatever is behind those doors. Maybe you'll fare better than Ellie... Maybe not.