The grass grew tall and weeds covered the footpath, a step was missing. The porch flooring was weak and several windows were broken. The living room was as it was when it last inhabited; blood stained the rug and couch. A few cushions lay on the floor ripped open, the coffee table tipped over. The dining room and kitchen had been untouched but upstairs wasn’t as lucky. The master bedroom was torn apart; the curtains of the canopy bed were torn. More blood, this time on the walls. The children's room was the saddest room of the whole house, toys lay scattered and broken. A worn out teddy bear lay on the bed, spattered with blood. Most people stay away from the mansion, rumor has it, it’s cursed and haunted by its previous owners.
