Near the outskirts of the little village of Avon was a small hill and on top of this hill towering over was a giant mansion that was over half a century old. It was now a desolate place and the villagers feared to go near it as they still believed the tale of the dead bundle.......
It was the year 1934 and the mansion house was a thing of beauty and not the ivy infested broken ruins that it is today. The wooded front was painted a navy colour with a beautiful deep mahogany door, the windows glistened in the early morning sun and the front garden bloomed with summer flowers making everything vibrant and cheerful. Inside however things were not as peaceful.
Mary and John were very ordinary people apart from the fact that they were the most argumentative people you could ever meet but this time their topic of conversation was a rather dire and serious one.
“Mary get down here there’s a letter for you”. John hollered from the drawing room downstairs. Mary rolled over onto the other side of the mattress and groaned. It’s 8 o'clock in the morning how on earth can anyone be up at this hour let alone awake enough to get the post. Mary thought grumpily she decided that she was going to have to get up sooner or later What with John yelling like a mad man downstairs. “ I'm coming I'm coming”. She cried as she grudgingly threw on her slippers and steadily made her way down stairs. As she walked into the drawing room she could see the figure of her husband flicking through the post with a bored expression on his face. “What is it?” She snapped at him annoyed that he had interrupted her only lie in of the week. “A letter came for you”. He snapped back aggravated that she had already begun her tirade of whining and complaining today. "Give it here" . she said snatching the wad of post and begging to look through it for her letter. She froze when she found it. No it couldn't be she thought. Not again not now. She cautiously opened the letter with shaking hands discarding the others on the table. It was him the mistake she had made only 6 months ago. He was coming back tonight, oh god what was she going to do she could feel her stomach drop and her heart clench in her chest. " What is it? " John asked his voice for the first time in a while laced with concern instead of irritation. He grabbed the letter from her trembling fingers and began skimming through it. His head snapped up from the letter. " Mary what is this. Who is this man do you know him? What does he mean by ' I'll leave it here tonight but you won't see me again'. " John I... I... " . Her voice shook. " I had a baby with another man 6 months ago I never told you because the man was a psychopathic and threatened to kill me if I told anyone about it." The whole story came pouring out before she could even stop herself. John starred at her his cold eyes full of doubt and disbelief. Without saying a word he turned around and left the house slamming the door behind him. " No John please don't leave " She whispered through her tears but it was to late he was already down the hill and out of sight as she fell to the ground too weak from shock and despair to stay standing and that is where she stayed until exhaustion won and she fell asleep unable to move even to crawl into her bed.
He came as quickly and silently as he had left. The house was silent in the pitch black night just as he had hoped it would he walked on the little stone-way path to the front window oft the house he hauled it up and he slid through with ease holding tightly to the small little sleeping bundle in his arms he laid it down on the cold wooden floor as he reached into his pockets for the kerosene and matches he'd been saving for this very moment he poured the entire bottle all around the room and struck the match he through it to the floor and leaped back out the window slamming it shut so the fumes would remain inside. It wasn't long before the entire house was aflame, burning bright in the inky blackness of the night. He watched the rising flames as he stood at the bottom of the hill a maniacal glint in his eyes he soon hear the loud siren nearing but with a swish of his long coat he was already gone striding into the night never to be seen again.......
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