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Write a horror, thriller or crime story that takes place in a mansion.

How will you connect your plot, characters, and themes to this location?

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Not a Clue

Leah mounted the stairs in front of the great mansion timidly, unsure if she belonged at this gathering of the affluent. She knew that the Duke was descended from the original wonders of the estate and that the house had survived the centuries since; it was a castle in all but name and stood as a monument to the old civilization. The imposing entry stood before her like a sentinel from the ancie...

A Discussion of Murder

“Ah c’mon, _Murder by Death_ is way better than _Clue_,” Gene argued.


“Says you,” Roger said.


“Sez me.”


“Pshaw.” Roger looked in the direction the two friends were walking. He pointed. “Well, there’s a mansion up there. Let’s see what they think. Maybe they have some enlightened views on the subject.”


Gene scoffed. “Sure. Just because they live in a mansion.”


Roger nodded.


It did not ...

alter

“Good night, mom.”


Yawning, I looked at my mom. Age had left its mark on her face, in the wrinkles worn from countless smiles and the slight sag of her tired eyes. She looked radiant as she smiled at me.


“Good night,” she answered, “and, sweetheart
”


“Yes?” I asked, rubbing my eyes.


“Don’t forget to lock the door before you fall asleep.” She was still smiling, but slight tension hardened her e...

The Mansion

The old mansion loomed in the darkness, its windows boarded up and its doors creaking ominously in the wind. It had been abandoned for years, but stories of its dark past still circulated among the townspeople.


One night, a group of friends decided to explore the mansion. They entered cautiously, their flashlights illuminating the dusty rooms and creaky staircases. As they climbed the stairs, the...

Dark

Whack.


The axe hit the wood.

Heavy blankets of snow engulfed the mansion on the island of Varr; the colourless branches were on the verge of snapping, and the thick cloud-like fog minimised the view of anyone in sight.

Ivan liked it that way. Whether he had grown to like the cold atmosphere of Varr or he just enjoyed his new facial features: dark sullen eyebrows and thick fur-like hair, it had ch...

Clue Though

Summer heat shimmered in the air. Fraying tempers. Snapping last straws. Through the humid soup you walked. Purposeful strides grind down the sweeping gravel driveway. Fidgeting with your tie knot you tried to alleviate the suffocating grip.


At last the omnipresent and omnipotent severe stone face of the mansion came into view. Bland brick gave nothing away. Large staring windows judged and snee...

Unexpected

Unexpected to be killed in cold blood, in the wanna be prom queens bedroom. Her shiny dress , spots of blood now layed on the silky dress , did not match the clean room, stunning vanity , or the aura given by the unexpected murder . “I want to be prom queen , and I’ll do whatever it takes!” The last words the victim heard before she was gracefully nocked to the floor. Making a loud crash. The sile...

Partying For Death

“It all went silent; just silent”.


Let me tell you about the time where a night of joy and laughter turned into a night of darkness and emptiness; If I have the guts to explain it to you.


It was my friend Thomas’s birthday last week . He only just turned eighteen and he thought the best idea was to have it situated in a mansion that was built over a hundred years ago: it was “Brickford Manor”...

Happy Oaks Homeowners’ Association

A privilege. No, not just a privilege, a great privilege the Happy Oaks Homeowners’ Association had said when they approved that she could live there. It was an exception. That’s all they said. She knew what they meant. A single woman over forty-five without a family was not the right fit to the puzzle of the upscale neighborhood. She guessed she had only made it in because of her finely dresse...

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Attack Dogs

Cold in the silence, they waited.

In the silence, he was hunting.

On marble floors, claws clicked. Air was inhaled and exhaled. They were quiet sounds, but in the complete absence of noise, they were prominent and intense.

Sliding like black oil down a curving staircase, the Shepard’s fur rolled and his muscles moved in fluid tandem over his bones. With each downward step his shoulder bla...

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