“This place...” Wes began as he stepped out of his car, his eyes unsure where they should look first. The place was fucking huge to say the least and there was a good feeling that pulsed in the center of his chest. This was gonna be a good time. “I hope it comes with some sort of directory.” He said, more to himself than anyone else. Considering he was about fifty percent sure he was stood in the driveway alone Wes grabbed his bag and tossed it over his shoulder with ease before he slammed the car door shut once more.
Taking slow steps up to the front door Wes took his time just allowing himself to reel in the feeling of someplace so unfamiliar. The building was almost haunting, he could remember his grandfather would tell him stories about the Manor. How he knew the old woman who had been rebuilding it and he himself had gone to help with some repairs. He always said something bad was in this house but honestly? Wes wanted to find out for himself. He pushed open the front door with ease and released a loud howl into the empty foyer.
“Guess who’s home for dinner!” He yelled, a broad smile on his lips as he kicked off his shoes.
