We stepped from the room and into another hallway, much like the one i first set foot in. However, there were no pictures, no doors, no rails, no carpet. Just blank walls that closed us in. WE began to walk down the hallway. We felt the walls, the floor searching for something and hoping that we had not been trapped. The walls seemed to be endless, the only thing that kept us from returning was what lay in the rest of the house. Suddenly, i spotted an end to the endless and ran towards it. As i came closer, something happened, all the walls flickered. They were no longer blank but filled with doors of different sized doors leading to different rooms. There was a pair of giant double doors that stood out like a rhododendron in a rose bush. But in an instant, the walls once again were smooth. I stood shocked, wondering if i had imagined it. Then my common sense kicked in and i figured that if the pit was fake, this can be too. I continued feeling the walls as i slowly approached the end, nothing was different. I arrived at the end and discovered that it was a perfectly blank, staring wall. "NO!" I shouted " This cant be, It just-" The wall flickered, revealing a door with a lock right in the middle of it. I lunged and my hand passed through the door, but that was all, just my hand. I reached for the handle but my hand passed through it too. the only thing that was solid was the lock. A few seconds later, the door vanished, the only thing that remained was the lock. i shouted again and as i did so, a little white piece of paper appeared. I reached for it and found it to be solid. I tore it off the wall and it disappeared, only to reappear again on the wall. This time i looked at it more closely. I felt a prick in my finger and began to read the note. The not was written in very fancy and loopy handwriting, and it seemed to write itself out as i read. The ink was a bright, dark red that gleamed as if it had been recently written. I touched it and the word smudged off and was soon replaced. The prick grew worse and i noticed that my hand was bleeding. There was a big cut right across my palm. I realized what the ink was. The note which had been spelling out random letters now began to take form. My hand hurt, it was like all the pain of being cut now rushed into my hand. The words spelled
I see you have reached the way out. You will never win my delicious. I will have you. You will not escape for i am the phantom. and i'm getting tired of this game of hide and seek. Because you are reading this, i know where you are. Good bye. The key to this lock is some where you will never want to be.
I moved my hand and some blood splattered on what was the door. I saw it. I saw the door where the blood hit! I know how to break the enchantment. I told Megan but she didn't seem to be listening. She was thinking about the note. Her eyes flashed and she started talking. "I got it! I know where the lock is... I think. You see, neither of us want to be in this mansion. so... the lock must be in here somewhere. 'the key to this lock is some where you will never want to be'. But... if the mansion wasn't haunted, i would definitely want to be here. When you were walking down the hall and the walls flickered. Did you see any door that you would definitely want to go in if it wasn't haunted?" My eyes lit up.
