Hopewell’s creaking door, the butler’s crossed eyes, his hideous hump and a habit of standing too close were all signs to beware of.
The chill as you settled in bed, the ghostly screams in the night,
The rattling of chains, Cousin Boris’ slimy handshake ensured a sleepless night. (278 characters)
Written for: https://katmyrman.com/2018/02/20/twittering_tale_72-20_february_2018-hopewell/
Not a very relaxing getaway. Good one Michael! 😊
Thanks Kat, there was something eery about the image.
I know what you mean. It had a certain foreboding quality.
Yes so I expect you’ll receive lots of interesting responses.
I have not been disappointed. Some great tales coming in this week! And you are right…several foreboding. 😉
All “Hope” is lost. Not going to go and stay in that manor 😮
Me neither 😊
I can see that all that could be a little unnerving.
I don’t think you’d want a second night. Thanks for stopping by Jane.
You’d want an exorcist with you on this visit. Creepy!
I think so too Jan, thanks for the comment.
My pleasure Michael.
I love this story – made me laugh – it’s so Gothic and over the top ! Well done.
Thanks so much for your encouragement.