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Episode 7
“Sometimes superstitions can make people delusional, Dr Stonefall.” Amadeo clicked with his tongue and nodded at the entrance.
“Let’s take a look at your field of research and have some refreshments. But first, gentlemen, will you help me with my luggage?”
He flashed a look at Jason’s shapely arms.
“No problem.” Jason turned and walked straight to his BMW.
Barely they entered the hall when Dr Stonefall’s phone beeped.
He peeked at the screen, excused himself, and said he should drive to the train station since no taxi driver was giving Elliot a lift to Hill House.
“Not at this hour anyway,” he added before leaving.
Jason emerged in the doorway with all the suitcases in his hands, not even out of breath.
“Where to, chief?”
“Oh, um… to be honest, I don’t know. I haven’t seen much of the house…”
“But the master bedroom shouldn’t be hard to find.”
Jason put the luggage down on the floor.
“With all due respect, sir, the master bedroom is known to be the most haunted one.”
“Nonsense!” Amadeo waved away with his hand as if wading off a nosey fly and strutted to the main staircase.
“Let’s find it, and you’ll see there is nothing to be afraid of.”
Jason shook his head and followed him upstairs.
♫Bonnie Tyler - Holding Out for a Hero♫
Episode 6
“I’m not sure I follow…” Amadeo blinked.
“We did our homework, and asked around in the village,” Dr Stonefall explained.
“Surely, you’ve heard about the ill fame of this place.”
“Nobody stays here overnight since the string of scary occurrences some sixty years ago…”
“…and the last owner left it on sale shortly after buying.”
“Yes, yes. Aren’t you here to make amends for that?”
“We’re here to investigate…” Mark fixed his glasses sliding down his nose.
“Well, charming! And I’ve invited you to investigate all these silly superstitions.” Amadeo turned and glanced over at the painfully beautiful building.
“I must admit, I’m more interested in the myth-busting of all that spooky nonsense.”
“It’s bad for business, you know?” He touched the lock of his golden hair. Involuntarily. But graciously.
Mark frowned. His glasses slid a bit down his nose.
“We wouldn’t agree to come if the spooky nonsense wasn’t this loud and persistent,” he said, and Amadeo noted with relief that he didn’t touch his glasses this time.
♫Dark Magic Music - Salem’s Secret♫
If its okay, could I ask where to find Gloria Heartaway hair? Also loving your plumber of hill house series! The images are so well composed, 10/10 and very inspirational to for me in my own projects
Hi! Aww, thank you so much!^^ I’m glad you like this story! (ᵔ◡ᵔ) Gloria’s wearing THIS hairstyle by @simstrouble.
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Episode 5
Amadeo stared at his pagan amulet and then turned to the man with the phone. “Oh…”
“Doctor Mark Stonefall, investigator of paranormal.” The brunette offered a handshake.
“This is Jason Analu, my assistant. He’ll make sure the premises are safe.”
“Ohhh…” Amadeo drawled with more stress, responding to his handshake mindlessly.
“I thought there would be three of you.”
“Elliot is on his way. He’s just called to say his train is getting late.” Mark lifted his phone.
“Sorry for the cold welcome.” Amadeo chuckled.
“My servants have left early, though I pay them in full.”
“Do you pay them for their lives, too?” Jason raised an eyebrow.
He walked around the car and stood in front of Amadeo. “Cos they’re obviously saving them.”
♫Olivier Bibeau - Better Run, Better Hide♫
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Episode 4
Silly country superstitions. They’re getting on my nerves. It’s just a house, a grandiose old, creaky house. No more, no less.
Still, he jumped with his heart pounding in his ear when a car signalled outside. His first thought was, “Rogers! They must have remembered leaving the doors open and came to check on that.”
He rushed outside, surprisingly fast, as if running away. From what?
A 1983 ochre Ford truck parked beside Amadeo’s BMW Alpina, and a strong-built brunette in glasses stood out of the car, watching him with concern. He held a smartphone as if about to hang up on someone.
“Hi, glad you’re back. My guests are just about to arrive,” Amadeo greeted them, panting.
“Amadeo Goldfield?” the brunette inquired.
Another, taller man, came out of Ford and banged the door shut.
“We are your guests.” His voice came in a low bass.
The rock version of the one in glasses, he carried long, wavy, brown hair and a wild squint…
♫Ray Parker Jr. - Ghostbusters♫
Episode 3
Hill House was deserted. Nevertheless, Amadeo couldn’t ease the feeling of being watched.
The manor, with its transfixing, cumbersome interior impending over him, seemed watchful under its disguise of silent sleeping.
Anxious to dispel the idea, Amadeo gave himself a quick tour.
He opened as many curtains as he found to let in some light.
Eventually, he lost his way in the labyrinth of rooms inside rooms and suddenly walked out to the entrance hall from where he started.
Strange… I could swear I was on the other side of the house.
Cold sweat ran down Amadeo’s chest, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up.
Despite the golden rays of twilight seeping through the windows, the interior stood dim and dusky. Shadows crept into the corners and the hollow doorways gaped at him in suspense.
Amadeo turned his gaze upstairs, imagining he saw someone standing there with his hand resting on the balustrade.
That was just a picture on the wall.
Episode 2
“Hello, anyone?” Amadeo walked into a gloomy hall, filled with unsettled dust.
“Mr and Mrs Rogers? It’s Amadeo Goldfield, the new house owner.”
Only echo from the dim halls came in reply.
The house looked solemn, dark… expectant, and smelled of roses.
Amadeo looked around the stucco walls in the vivid Victorian style and traditional furniture as if frozen in time, preserved from decaying in this secluded place.
He swept a finger over the nearest tabletop.
Clean.
“I see the front yard is in a terrible state!” Amadeo cried toward what he assumed was the kitchen.
“The shrubs need trimming.”
He noticed a vase with freshly picked flowers on the table. The rose fragrance hung in the air like the morning mist. There was a note beside it, lined with steady, stiff handwriting.
“Dear Mr Goldfield,
Welcome to Hill House. We don’t stay on the premises after four o’clock. If you are reading this, then you are late. The dinner is in the oven. Help yourself to any side dishes and snacks I left in the fridge. Your master bedroom and guest rooms are ready. The old boiler is on, though the water runs gurgling. The plumber you hired hasn’t finished his job.
I’d say ‘make yourself at home’ if I believed you could.
Help you, God.
Yours sincerely,
Stella Rogers.”
♫Ben Chatwin - A Story of the Days to Come♫