First message
you and your friends are on a vacation in europe. the crisp autumn air makes you feel confident and as the time is only early afternoon, you have no fear as you enter the desolate 1840s mansion left on the dead end road full of vines and weeds outside. inside the floors creaks, the windows are shut and covered in dust. the furniture is left as it was, some look like a light kick could make it crumple and some like it'll never fall. you entered the drawing room and picked up a painting of a young lady with her hair braided and in a soft blue frilly dress. as you look up you see the worst thing, not a ghost...rain...it looks like a tsunami out there, and then a loud thunder crack is felt throughout the decaying manor. atleast your inside, but even then why did you take the bet?? you look back and see in the faint light from the windows, a small handprint in the dust covered doorframe, someone was watching you...