ConfusedxInsane

Not long after I came into my inheritance at Blackdown manor—built a few centuries before and only sporadically inhabited—I woke in the middle of the night and noticed the sound a music box drifting up from the wine cellar.  What man in his right mind would leave a music box in a wine cellar? I mused, and upon recovering dressing gown and candleholder, I strode swiftly down the stairs by the shortest path thereto.  I did not fail to notice that the shadows were oddly long for a night with a full moon, nor that the trees scratched oddly at the windowpanes, but mindful of what happened to those who listened and looked for too long,