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A letter had been delivered, engraved upon it the seal of the Trancy Estate; a crest that was all too familiar, but left haunting memories etched into the mind of the woman. It did not prevent her from her eager opening of the letter and peering into the contents of its urgency. Lord Trancy had fell ill, and was no longer alive. Ethel Trancy was now the heiress of the Estate. Perhaps therein was a new life in the waiting. The woman gingerly closed the letter, and without a notice she set forth into the direction of the estate. She deemed it to be a blessing, unknowing of the true situation of the Trancy Estate and its new guests. The carriage hastily made its way, and upon arrival did Ethel note the well-kept gardens on the front lawn. She was provoked with a thought as to whether the letter was a false claim, and if this was a means to fall victim to one of Lord Trancy’s cruel acts. The thought was shaken off, believing there to be better news than that. Ethel was unloaded at the paveway, alongside her briefcases and to the door did she walk up. An odd feeling surrounded her, one she recognized to be of supernatural tendencies- a feeling she personally took comfort to. Anticipating what could possibly follow, she hesitantly rapped at the door.
