If one was to wander the path headed north for what seems like endlessly in the Woods they would come across a most peculiar sight. A mansion standing tall and proud and slightly dilapidated. Most who have ever seen the mansion turn around immediately claiming that witches, cannibals, and goblins must live deep within the darkness of the vacated halls. Yet a brave few choose to stay for a while longer, feeling the beckoning call of something unexplained. The brave stand to take in the glory of this worn down heaven. Vines creep along side the walls and twist around columns blooming honey suckle and bleeding hearts. The mansion stood two stori