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Invitation to mansion in the middle of nowhere? potential chance to actually aquire said mansion. It smelled like hoax from a miles away, and yet, I was falling to it. The letter had arrived 3 weeks ago, conveniently two weeks before my month long vacation started, and for these three weeks I had been contemplating should I go.

Couple days ago I had visited a local library, looking for maps of the region where said mansion should be. And was even more surprised how far from allmost everything it was. There was a small village nearby, but even in this case the nearby was 27 miles away, and according to what I gathered, the village was populated last time allmost 150 years ago, and after that it had turned to ghost town. Not in literal sence of course, it had just been abandoned for unknown reasons, most likely because a silvermine had ran dry near that region around that time, but there was allso news about some disease spreading in that general area.

But the mansion. Most likely ran down, and most modern comforts that one could find would be from late eighteeth century. How ever, there was land. And there was a lot of it. If I calculate right it's nearly 25.000 acres (101 square kilometers) one third of it looks forrest according to latest maps, and the rest of it might be good farm land. Thuogh I know nothing about farming, but it's never too late to learn. In the end I decided to risk it, and take the 900 mile drive, maybe just to see the place. I'm not honestly that interested in it in a first place, and who knows what there is roaming around there. Latest news I got was slightly over 100 years old, how order was fighting a dragon and some other mosnter in the area, but what little news I found from it didn't clear was the mosnters completely gone, or was order overwhelmed there. Worst case scenario is, that I end up as victim of some serial killer or on a monsters toy... Thuogh... ending up as monsters toy might not be such a bad thing. I havn't had much luck with girls during last 10 years. I'm no virgin, but, well, due to lack of experience I might as well be. Then again, I'm not really looking forward to becoming a toy for them. besides, I like modern lifestyle, with gas stoves, pumbing and TV with 2 channels and such things.

So here I found myself driving down a road, that you can barely call a road. My 20 year old car is bottoming out, scraping the ground on a path that should be driven only in capable offroad-vehicles. I seriously hope I wouldn't get stuck here, closest payphone is now at least 40 miles behind me and I still have 40 miles to reach the mansion. Last things to travel these roads were most likely horse and carriage, or well, There is clear marks that some other car has recently past on this road, and it's most likely just as unsuitable for the terrain as my car is.

Eventually I see it, an overgrown hedge fence, and a gap in it, sided by two stone pillars. A rusty gate hanging from other stone pillar by it's bottom hinge, top hinge has given out who knows how many decades ago. The manison shuold be just couple miles further away. As I arrive to my surprise there is allready 7 other cars in there, and couple guys milling about in front of the mansion, which is clearly run down, but still in surpringly good shape. I was expecting a building that's barely standing, if not allready collapsed, but I see a large mansion in just slight disrepair in front of me. 2 storeys and an attic by the looks, Paint faded, and couple loose boards on the outside, but most windows seem to be intact. But that doesn't really say anything.

I meet the other people around trying to find out who was the one who invited us here, but he or she doesn't seem to be around. The mansion is allso locked, or all front, back, and sidedoors are jammed, and out of respect we had decided that it wouldn't be good to brake in there. at least we got to know eachothers a bit. We learned that we were all bit of a social outcasts, all nine of us, living in city, and having some aquaintances, but no real friends. Or should we say, not many people who would miss us. We wait for who ever invited us here to join us in front of the house, and it's getting quite late, the sun would set soon, and we were contemplating on making a fire, and getting begrudgingly ready to sleep in our cars, when we suddenly hear the door creack on it's rusty hinges, and open by itself. While that's slightly unnerving, I had tried to open that door myself and it hadn't budged, but now it had opened on it's own. Still, We all get up, and walk in, and decide to go exploring the house.

Soon as we were all inside, we saw something just appearing out of thin air. A spectral apparition manifested itself in the middle of the entrance hall. -"Welcome, one and all, to my survival test!" it announced. I look at others rather nervous, and they are looking eachothers, and me, just as nervously as I were looking at them. I wasn't only one seeing and hearing things. “I’m glad you all came to my home today…” she started “…Now that you’re here, I’ll explain the rules: my home is basically a large, complex puzzle, and for those of you who make it through, I’ll be more than willing to give any prize within my ability to grant, be it money, my home, or me myself.” She commented with a blush on her spectral cheeks.

“Just be aware, the puzzles in my home aren’t the only obstacle. As you are attempting to solve them, you must also deal with my friends who live here with me: all manner of undead mamono, who are just as happy to see you as I am.” She commented. “You have to reach the final room of my home with proof you solved my puzzles in order to win. But, just so you know, if my friends catch you, you definitely won’t be able to reach the last room… But, win-win! You either win a prize or win an amorous bride! Have fun! I’ll be watching!” And then she just vanished.

As I got over my shock of seeing her, I started looking around, Hoping I could see a camera, but I had no such luck. Smallest cameras I know are about as large as my head, so it isn't that easy to conceal them, but there wasn't any that I could see. One guy had clearly seen enough, and decided to leave, he had just exited the front door, when we heard a scream of pure terror, and at the same time the front door, and window shutters slammed shut. And before any of us could reach the door we saw how someone was trying to open it from the outside. But before any of us reached the door we heard another scream, that just faded half way trough, and some sounds of struggle just on the other side of the door. I rushed to the window, trying to look trough the shutters, and saw something like wrought iron cage, allmost completely engulfed by raging blue fire standing on the fornt porch. I'm absolutely certain that the cage wasn't there just 10 minutes ago, and getting that large fire going on doesnt happen instantly. Allso as I don't see any charred wood, it doesn't seem to be generating any dignificant heat either. Allso, it seems that there is more of those cages further on the yard, thuogh they have only small flames inside them. Some sort of magic seems to be there, might be similar case with Salamanders tail. but I cannot be certain.

-"A will-o-wisp" one of the guys says silently. -"And the yard is full of them." I take another peek out between the shutters, and see he's right. I see at least 10 bluish flames wandering in the distance.

-"It seems that just simply leaving isn't an option. Even if we would manage to open that door. Not that anyone of us really wants to. Right?" asks another guy beside me.

-"I think, If we want to leave from here, We need to meet the ghost again, and that is if we manage to solve the puzzles. Question is, Do we split up, or do we go as a group, and try to solve them together." I say.

After, small discussion about the topic, few guys decided to split. How ever we soon discovered that allmost all doors were either locked or jammed, but eventually we found one that opened. So, it seems like we are going to need to work as a group, at least in the beginning.

I was last to enter in to the room, my idea being that I keep the door open, in case we needed to retreat for reason or another. but after couple seconds the door was ripped from my grip, and slammed shut. I instantly tried to grab the handle, but the door didn't budge, like it would have been locked. Everyone was giving me rather dirty looks, and one guy finally asked why I slammed the door. But all I cold answer that I didn't, the door shut itself. I was still getting dirty looks, but everyone had to accept it. Weird things had been happening since the front door had opened, and everyone knew that it wasn't exactly my fault. It's just that we had ben forced in to a situation, and tensions were rather high.

Anyhow, as I couldn't be holding the door anymore I decided to start looking around. We were in a rather large kitchen, and we had 3 doors but all were shut. So we decided to start looking around, thuogh we found pretty much nothing useful, until nearly half an hour later I discovered a hatch, which was partially beneath a table. Opening the hatch revealed access to worlds tinyest crawlspace. Others claimed that it was my job to find out what there was, but me being slightly chubby, and all around big guy, there was no way that I could fit in there. Thankfully we had one rather small guy, but he was very afraid of cramped spaces. How unfortunate, but he was only one who could fit in to that crawlspace without abolute certainlty that he would get stuck there. So we practicly had to force him to go exploring it.

About 5 minutes later he opened another of the doors, letting us in to a small scullery, and it didn't take long for us to find a key. The scullery had two doors, the one we had entered, and the key didn't fit in to the other door, so we decided to test it on to the kitchens door. couple guys went to check that out, and soon we heard "It works, The door is open here!" As we got out of the scullery, and in to the kitchen I heard some rattling sound, coming from the scullery and turned to look, but before I hd turnd I heard a scream, and the door slamming shut. And the guy behind me was staring at the door with a look of disbelief on his face. The rattling grew louder in the scullery, and allmost sounded like fighting. "What happened?" I ask from the guy who came out behind me, and try to open the door, but the door didn't budge. While the sounds of a struggle and screams grew louder behind it.

-"I... think it was skeleton? I turned to look only to see a bony hand crossing the little guys chest, and skull behind his shoulder, and then the door closed."

The sounds of struggle and screams of horror slowly faded, Just the rattling of the bones persisted, and not long after, the moans of pleasure started coming trough the door. It was quite obvious that we couldn't do anything about it, so we left the little guy to his fate, and continued to the next room.

The next room was clearly a dingin hall, and someone had managed to find a key allready, and everyone was ready to move to next room. one of them asked -"The little guy." I just nodded.

-"It's quite clear that we won't all make it to the last room. Do we even know what got him?"

-"Skeleton." the other guy who saw what happed replied.

-"Well hopefully He likes skinny girls" one guy said, and allmost all of us had a small chuckle. While quite inappropriate joke, it lightened our mood, and released some tension between us.

-"By the way, Don't try that soup, it tastes quite foul." one honestly quite fat guy said. and looking at the grayish soup bowls on the table, well it looked very unappetizing, and didn't smell too good either, I definitely wouldn't have touched it either way.

-"Well, We going to the next room or what?, I'd prefer to get away from here as soon as possible." I finally asked.

To a response, the fat guy showd the key, and opened the door. We came in to library, and to our surprise there was a litch, sitting in an armchair, reading a book. -"Oh you're here allready?" she said with slight surprise in her voice. -"Sorry, I'll leave you to it." She continued, stood up, put the book back on to the self, and walked out from the door on the opposite side. We didn't quite act fast enough, as we were expecting to get attacked, but as we reached the next door, it was allready locked. as was the other door that most likely would take us back to the main hall.

So we started searching the libary, but didnt really find anything. Well, a globe, couple nice armchairs, a table, and books, probably well over thousand books, with my wild estimate there was closer to 2000 of them. novels, biographys, poetry, encyclopedias of sorts, guides for medicines, and so on, from all sides of the world. But that one shelving unit, it was dedicated to dark arts, spells, potions and poisons, necromancery, and other similar subjects. Which I find rather odd. I mean I know that there used to be magic, but humans have been dead for magic for centuries by now. But now that I think of it, that litch, she had a book. What was she reading even? it was on this shelf. And it was a thick and large book somewhere on 3rd or 4th shelf, but still that was at least 30 allmost identical looking books, just by size and cover color. I start to focus on the tomes that might be what I'm looking for, I had just put the 12th book, "Creation of Chimaeras" back, but as I'm taking the 13th one, "Creation of Fleshgolems." when one of the guys yells "Found a key!" I put the books back, and follow others to the next room.

We come in to very large room, that could be the main ballroom, but it seems to be serving some sort of art room. Paintings, most likely copies of some significant historical paintings, couple armors from middle ages standing on guard beside the terrace glass door. And looking in from the outside is yet another will-o-wisp. As soon as she saw us, the blue flames erupted allmost completely engulfing her, barely leaving her face visible among them, and she started banging the doors, but the look in her eyes was the scariest thing that I had seen here so far. It was a look that reminded me of a starved cat, just outside a cage full of mouses, and our little group were the mouses.

-"Someone check the next door, and everyone else start looking for the key." I said. -"That door is holding her for now, but I wouldn't count on it holding for long." And like on cue we heard an mighty crash, as the will-o-wisp crashed in to the glass door, which miracousously held, but I wouldn't count on it to hold a second try. The door unsurprisnigly was locked, so we started franticly searching the key.

I had a feeling that I would know where the key is, thuogh if I would be right, I wouldn't want to be the one who would find it. And few minutes later I got confirmation for my suspicions. There was a sargophagus in one corner of the room, One guy opened it, and unsurprisgly there was a mummy inside. The guy who opened the sargophagus pulled the key right out of the mummys hand, and turned away to call us, which turned in tu surprised yelp, as the mummy pulled the guy inside the sargopahgus, and pulled the cover back on. We rushed to open the sargopahgus in hopes of getting the guy out of his predicament, but we only managed to open the cover for couple inches, only to see how the key was dropped out, and then the cover slid back on. There wasn't much we could do, but watch as the sagophagus shaked and rattled as there was a struggele within it, so we the remaining few started headed out of the room. We found ourselfs back in the entrance hall, and as I closed the door to the ballroom, I saw how the will-o-wisp bodyslamming, or more likely cage slamming in to the glass doors,

After searching a while, one guy stopped and asked -"You hear that?" -"Hear what?" I asked while looking up from the chest I was trying to pry open, but then I heard it too. Someone was crying, or more likely straight up wailing, and it was getting closer. Then the fat guy just collapsed, his usually so red face was very pale, allmost gray. We all turned to him, but before any of us got to him, the last remaingin door downstaires slammed open, and a banshee walked in. She wailed, and walked to the collapsed fat guy, and sat down beside him, carefully cradiling his head in her arms. That's when we realized that she had left the door wide open, and honestly, I don't think we could do much for the fat guy, who allready seemed dead, and the appearance of the banshee just confirmed it. With quick glance to other guys, and couple nods, we silently headed for the open door.

And we found ourselfs heading to proper cellar, which turned out to be some sort of combination of a dungeon, and doctors operating room, well, as much as there was operating rooms 200 years ago. The room was very dimly lit, and surprisigly large, roughly the size of half of the floor upstaires. There was servial cages with some for of cropses on them, thuogh they werent human cropses, nor even any mosnter or animal that I had ever seen so far. I couldn't really see that well, as the cells were so dark, but it was allmost like some form of chimaeras. We didn't really get to poke around at all when he heard the litch talking bit further in the room.

-"Oh you made it here, that's nice." -"Well by the looks of things we are going trough the whole house, so we were going to get here anyway." I sheepishly answered to her. -"You know, I have done some experiments, and I could really use a volunteer." The jerk went on a tirade on how none of us is so insane that would willingly offer himself, while me, and another guy just glanced at eachoters, the jerk would be a perfect sacrifice for her experiments, but we didn't really get to do anything. -"I said I could use a volunteer." the litch said again, and the jerk just shut up. -"And you seem perfect for my little experiment."

We all just stood for a second, looking at eachothers and eyeing the lich varily, but then the jerk started moving. He walked in to one of the cells, closed the door behind him, dropped his pants, and mounted on what ever the thing in there was, and started humping.

-"You see, When the order came here 104 years ago, they did some horrible things to my friends. So while I'm trying to reverese that, I have got them back together, in hopes of bringing them back to me, but so far I have failed to breathe life in to them. mostly because they aren't human, and as I didn't find most of them completely, they are now chimaeras, Now if I'm right, this should bring 3 of my friends back, Sure they are sharing a body, but at least I could be able to spend time with them again." The litch gave us a slightly more detailed history lesson, but it was a lot more gruesome, so I rather not say any more than that.

-"Now that's taken care of, I could use an assistant. Would any of you be willing?" The litch asked with calm tone, just like nothing would have just happened. the six of us just started looking at eachothers, none of us really wanting to be any part of her insanity.

-"I asked for an assistant" I heard her say again, and at the same time my mind was filled with hundreds of thoughts of what's to come, and sudden urge to help her in anything she needs help with. How ever I snapped out of it, realizing that I had taken 3 steps towards her. The lich looked rather calm as usual, but there was allso clearly a surprise on her face too. -"Sorry, While you are rather convincing, I have no such skills that you would be benefiting for them." -"Are you quite that sure" she asked just as my mind exploded with thousands of promices that I had no doubt that they would be fulfilled. but I snapped out of it once again, and realized I had taken at least two steps back, thuogh I was on my knees, and drool hanging from chin. -"I'm quite sure." I replied. wiping the drool off with my sleeve, while weak smile formed on my face. -"I'll help you, a voice behind me replied." one of the guys said, while he walked towards the litch. -"Why thank you, There is lots of experiments to be done." She said to him, and then looked directly at me. -"And you, you look rather average in every way, but you have intimidatingly powerful mind, I hope you decide to stay, we might learn something from eachothers." She gave me a key, and continued. -"This works on the top floor, up the staires and last door in the hallway."

As we started to climb the staires we heard the jerk asking what the hell is happening, and how he ended where he was, clearly disgusted. How ever that was just about last thing we heard from him, as what ever there was in that cage practicly threw him on the ground and mounted him, and started riding rather furiously. The Jerk didn't even have time to scream. I galnced towards the litch, who seemed exited, and gleeful that her experiment seemed to be working.

We left the cellar, only to find the banshee now straddling the fat guy, sobbing on top of him... or his corpse... but it somehow seemed that he wasnt as much dead as he should be... I mean he looks dead that's for sure, but somthing in me makes me think he's not as dead as I want to think he would be. Anyhow, we climb up the stares to second floor, and as I look back, I'm certain that I saw his body move. Not much, but there was definitely some movement.

We got to the end of the hallway upstaires, and opened the door, and in the room sitting on the bed was a phantom. Soon as the door opened, she appraised how his husband was finally home in theatrical way. Only few seconds later, she started blasting insults, and calling us names, claiming that we tried to take his husband away from her, and making him do eveil deeds. Which completely confused us. -"Brunell" one guy muttered. Everyone turned to look at him, looking for explanation. -"Brunell was a drama writer around 180 years ago, This is drirectly from his writings. This is his his most notorious 4 hour drama performances. Gimme a moment." For couple seconds he was like lost in thuoght, but as the Phantom stopped his tirade, he jumped in on the act, Aplogising, giving excuses, and claiming that it was all his doing, and we only made sure that he could return home safely, afterall we were their servant's. For what felt like allmost half an hour we watched how the drama unfolded, how she forgave him his sudden dissapearance just a day after their marriage, and how he had been gone for three days when they should be enjoying their honeymoon. He in turn assured him that now that some essential business had been dealt with he wouldn't have to leave her ever again. She was satisfied with this, and gave us a key, and told us to go take care of the horses, while still clearly very displeased with us. We left, and the door closed, and we quessed that it wasn't going to open anymore. Our screen writer student was lost from our group.

We didn't even think about leaving the house, and after trying the key to couple doors we found the correct door. While it was hard not to notice the distictly interior that instantly brought my mind in to Zipangu of bygone era, it was hard not to notice the Ochimusha with her twin swords jumping up and getting ready for fight. She claimed that anyone who would wish to steal anything from her, we would have to go trough her, unless any of us is looking to become her new master. The guys looked at eachothers, and soon I noticed few expecting looks, and they were looking at me. Then again, Looking at others, I thi9nk I could easily best each of the three in a fight, which makes me the best contestant to the Ochimushas unspoken challenge. I know I have no swordsman skills, all combat training I have ever had was years ago in the school between classes. I think I might have stregth advantage here, and most likely agaility advantage, as undeads are rather stiff, right? And the room is adorned with weapons, from zipangu, Mist continent, and all over the world. Thuogh no firearms which I'm most familiar with.

I walk to the weponrack, and start chooseing a weapon that would suit me, Morning star, was too heavy, axe wasnt in good enough balance, Swords I couldnt find any good one handed sword, that is assuming I would last long enough that I could actually use it. In the end I ended up with warhammer. it was light enough that I could keep swinging it for slightly extended period of time, better balance than an axe, long enoughthat I wouldn't have to dive too far inside her weapons reach, and full metal handle that ment I could use it to block her weapons. -"Shall we spar a little bit?" I asked. -"If I defeat you, you give us the key, if I would lose, I would accept that I need someone to protect me, and I will requast that se would become my servent." -"That sound like a fair deal." she asnwered, and immidiately jumped impossibly high, with both swords raised over her head for what would be, and shuold be killing blow.

Seeing that her jump took her allmost 3 feet off the ground, I knew I had placed myself in practicly unwinnable fight, But I managed to just get the warhammer up to block her attack. Me gripping the the warhammer from both the hammer, and the handle and just managed to block the swords that were coming down towards my head. The force of impact as she had all of her stregth, and weight behind it allmost caused my legs to buckle, I still managed to buy some time. For good 15 minutes or so we exchanged blows, and I have to admit, I was definitely in the receiving end. it was allmost like she was toying with me. My shirt and jeans had multiple cuts where she had slashed them, I would had expected to be covered in blood by now, but there wasn't a single cut on my skin. How ever I was growing very tired very fast, and I felt strange tingling all over my body, especially in places where I should have been cut. And the few swings I had managed to perform, well, I hadn't even managed to scratch her, She was simply too fast and dodged them. But then she made a mistake. I started to slowly figure out her movements, and managed to be more prepared to her next move, and didnt lose my balance just because I had predicted it. I knew I was losing badly, so I threw one last ditch, hail mary charge, and managed to knock her down. She tried to roll away, but I was faster, I dropped on my kneer straddling her, gripped the warhammerwith both hands and put a devastating blow on the floor, just an inch away from her head. -"I think I just won, couple inches to right, and you would be missing a head." -"I would have perished, as i have no master, and from my collection of over 200 weapons, that warhammer is one of the three that aren't made of demon realm silver. -"So, I get the key to next door?" I ask as I stand up, and start disloging the warhammer from the floor where it embedded itself. She rolls over, reaches in to her skirt, and hands me the key. -"Thank you. I hope that you will find a good master one day." I say, as I place the warhammer to it's holder, and walk out the door.

The fight was much more taxing that I thuoght of, all my limbs feel like wood, I'm barely able to stand walk as we reach for the next door. Not only that but what little remains from my clothes is allmost constantly trying to fall off. I have to hold my pants up, as my belt was sliced at some point during the battle with the ochimusha. How ever I'm getting the feeling that I might still be going home, maybe owning some riches from this haunted mansion, or not, but definitely going home.

We find the next room, and start rummaging trough it in search of a key, well the two other guys are searching and I'm trying to figure how I can get my pants staying on. and the tingling where the ochimusha hit me is getting worse by the minute. One of the guys calls out, thet he found the key, and we start heading for the door, or they are, I'm trying to get up as I was sitting on the bed for most of the time, fidgetting with my belt. Suddenly the door slams shut, and I get the distingt feeling that I'm not alone. That feeling is greatly amplified as candles that were lighting the room were suddenly blown out, and something grabs me from behind. I sont know what's in the room with me, but I know I'm being mounted by something that feels quite chilly to touch.

For the remining night, and much of the following day. I pass in and out of coniousness, and on the next evening I realize that there is a zombie who's been on top of me going midlessly in the same slow, steady, and straight up murderous pace for what ever reamined of the night, and the entirety of the following day. and most likely withuot a pause.

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2 weeks after we entered the mansion, we had a dinner with everyone who found a partner. well... allmost everyone.

There is the will-o-wisp, and her hubby still inside the cage, and while there is still jelousy burning in the will-o-wisps eyes, they are seemingly happy together. The rather massive skeleton and the little guy are clearly deeply in love together. The guy who ended up with the mummy is slipping his hads constantly under the mummys bandages. The phantom is "hosting" the dinner party, and creating as much drama as she can, and his hubby is contributing in to it very well. The fat guy seems to be alive, or more likely he seems to be undead, thanks to his banshee wife. One of the guys who left me in the room is with her dullahan wife, and the other is with a vampire. The litch is happy to sit on his "assistants" lap, though she is rather grumpy. It seems that her experiment went a little bit wrong. As said the order had not just killed her friends, and she tried to combine them from the parts she found, and while the jerk had managed to breathe life in to her creation, she didnt get her friends back. Instead, she had greated a being that is more feroucious and lustful than Ushi-oni and Jubjub combined, but it has no resemblence of any sence what so ever. That creation and the jerk are now practicly inseperable. So in the end the jerks place is between that creation and a matress... Which in my opinion is a very good place for him, afterall in his opinion females place is between fist and a stove.

What it comes to me... well, After Annabelle got her initial fill, which took allmost a week, I have learned that I get free time for 15 minutes for every hour we spend conjoined... after filling her needs for for 4 hours... That's other part of the litches gripes, She claims that it has ruined my mind... Which actually brings me to my my mind that this lunch has lasted allmost 2 huors now, I better get annabelle and fill her needs... oh... It seems that I'm filling her needs right here right now.