She walked up to the giant studded oak doors, running her fingers over the studs she examined the intricate designs carved into the wood. She noticed the faded letters MS engraved on the border of the door. She flicked her long blonde hair over her shoulder, pulling an antique doorbell. She could hear movement on the other side as footsteps echoed from within. The brass door knob twisted and opened revealing a tall man dressed immaculately in black. His laughter lines creased as he smiled.
“Welcome to Ravencroft Manor,” he announced, as he stepped aside allowing her in.