https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw LO: To create an engaging opening for a Gothic novel. en-us 2018-09-22 17:03:33 UTC 2025-11-03 10:30:27 UTC hello@padlet.com lokenofthetenth https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697372 Dust, it was the first thing I encountered in this god-forsaken mansion, which seemed abandoned yet I still felt the presence of the homeowners that once reside in this doomed mansion. My hand touched the rickety banister; whereby the ancient dust began to come into contact with my hand.

I moved further into the hallway; it felt like a lifetime as I progress steadily. Every step my foot makes creates a disturbing creaking commotion; corresponding to fueling my ever growing paranoia. I turned to my side: A grand chandelier hangs steadily atop it; I glanced down; noticing the antique furniture, where it situated for hundreds or even thousands of years; continuously passed down from generation to generation- I heard a thud. I slowly turned around; I tried to shout out yet, my mouth kept shut.

Fear kept me still. I stepped back: wood-boards creaking; I grabbed the ceramic bust to my left (which looked like the man that was painted tremendously on the portrait) like a man ready to bat in cricket, tightly ready to strike. I halted my retreat, as I began to advance towards the door where I heard the racket. I held the handle, the door creaks as it opens...

I was ready to strike, my hand tightly possessing the ceramic bust. Sweat dripped down, like a drizzle of rain which contained my fear, paranoia and anxiety. I glanced inside the room ( it was thoroughly furnished similar to a palace I once ventured in.) No one was inside. ]]> 2018-09-23 05:02:20 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697372 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697380 The vast hallway appeared nevereanding; yet I felt obligated to saunter along it, hoping to reach a conclusion and better yet end my misery. The ceiling stood tall howbeit I felt crushed and confined under my own trepidation.
 
The crimson walls remained shielded by webs and dust. The only living beings in the passage were me and the monstrous spiders ;who live there dreadful lives off penetrating there fangs through the dead rat flesh and drinking there blood only to Quincy their thirst.

The foul stench of rat blood was bursting through my nostrils ; killing me from the inside out.

*screech* something diabolical was lurking behind me . Unable to turn around due to all the fear ,my heart started to beat at insane speeds ; I was petrified . My spine was left numb yet my face was melting . What should I do ? Who’s behind me ? Where do I go? 

The creature was breathing down my neck; though I felt cold ,it’s warmth was unnerving. I realized that the breathing had stopped , I turned around and was shocked I couldn’t believe what I saw . It was right there and it was starting into my soul , it was a ...]]> 2018-09-23 05:02:29 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697380 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697381 I opened the main door of the haunted home covering my face from the dust, as I open my eyes slowly the first object I spot is a spiral staircase that was leading up to what seemed a grubby hallway. While I climbed upstairs using the dead staircase, it felt so unstable.

When I reached the hallway it was so grubby and dusty that resulted the hallway to smell so woody and dirty. I stood at the end pf the hallway just tilting my head in circles spectating every object and detail in this area, from old lavish statues to ancient drawings of some unknown human figures, when I turned my head to the left I spy a huge crystal chandelier dropped from the tall rich designed roof  that was shaped in a circle design  making the area the heart of the house surrounded with an army of opened broken windows that was singing the song that made the curtains dance while the chandelier listen! While I keep on spectating this peace of art I lay me hand down on the wooden railings I picked up a bunch of dust making my hand a vacuum of the house. When i took a step to the front in made a loud disturbing noise that gave me anxiety and as i keep on moving the sound keeps on repeating as if it was chasing me. 

In my heart I still had a scary feeling about this house, someone is watching,someone is following,someone is here. I then found an opened door at an end of another hallway ,opened with broken windows inside the room while these curtains are doing the same dance. A strong breeze of cold wind slapped me in the face making a sandstorm in the house later revealing a figure with a gentlemen clothes on. "Who is there?"..... ]]> 2018-09-23 05:02:30 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697381 bodym003 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697390 My hand touched the decrepit banister. I hiked  reluctantly through the dim bridge. It was endless. The spiral staircase was leading up to a catastrophe. A white pale face, filled with doom, was all that was needed to end the time and the heart of the earth. I was petrified. My aged body, hesitantly, started its journey, heading towards the black hole that created deadly scenes in my head. All of a sudden, the face faded with the darkness.

Light arose. 

The hallway seemed amicable. Light reflected on the glorious statue that was hanging on the glorious wall. It was the color of royalty. 

Each wall had a divergent adventure. It was a fascinating museum.

Then I came to a realization. Dust. It was ubiquitous. It was a sea of dust.

Glaring from the banister, across the colossal room, my eyes spotted the ancient framed pictures. It moved my feelings. Sadly, remembering the day they died, I promised to keep their home and their royalty so that they are never abandoned n people's thoughts.

Wandering around and thinking, I investigated the room that startled me. I questioned myself; "Was it just a hallucination? Am i dreaming? Is this just an awful nightmare?". The thoughts panicked me.

As I raced through the dark room to find the lights, something grasped my leg...]]> 2018-09-23 05:02:39 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697390 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697402 As my feet took me upstairs, my eyes caught a gathering of vintage paintings hung on the wall. They're all serious which scared me slightly, feeling like thousands of eyes watching me. I continue upstairs. It looked like the spiral staircase was leading up to what seemed like another darker place.

The hallway looked like a large bowl filled with darkness, not much source of light available. The sconces breaking the darkness by letting in some light. Chandelier hanging from the ceiling carrying the candles like their her babies; even though there are a lot of candles on it, non are on. Dust. It covered everything from the spiral stairs to the decor on the walls. Curtains: made from chinx, would cough dust with every slap it takes.

Wooden floor beneath my feet squeaking with every footstep; creating an echo in the emptiness I'm in. Not for the long the pin drop silence was broken by the ticking of the disturbing clock; making me take a sudden deep breath. For a second my mind blanked out; not knowing the reason behind it.

At the end of the hallway my eyes captured a pair of eyes digging in my soul. I froze. My heart kept pounding rapidly. I froze. My mins was blank. I froze. There was no sound except for the irritating clock. ]]> 2018-09-23 05:03:00 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697402 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697410 My hand touched the rickety banister; as soon as i touched the staircase, I knew it was poorly made and was likely to collapse . The handrails were also extemely old and were dusty as if, it has been untouched for ages. 

Furthermore, the spiral staircase was leading up to what seemed like a mysterious place. I gently went up step by step, and ended in a room filled with statues and many other precious items. They were stolen!; and kept here for ages. 

The grand statue resembled an ancient mummy. It seemed somewhere around 3000 years old. It is probably valued around 2.5 million dollars.

Dust it was , all of them were precious pieces of antique art. Priceless and beautiful, but the owner was sloppy. It was an extremely rare sight. The room with all of the antiques would be worth more than 20 million dollars.

The hallway seemed sketchy, as if something illegal has been taken place. The hallway had many breathtaking pieces of art which also seemed costly. As i walked my way through the uninhabited hallway, I felt terrified. Suddenly i heard footsteps of someone coming towards me!(tap,tap,tap).]]> 2018-09-23 05:03:13 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697410 rajarahulmehta https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697412 My hand touched the suspended banister; I hiked up the spiral staircase. It was leading up to a disaster of time. The hallway seemed to have almost shattered on my body as the disorganized cyclone whacked me away. The scones protected the mansion like the guards of a prison; they marked my soul from the moment I entered. The cubicle admirably painted perfectly to scare my drained brain. 
The extensive portraits held up the shack's influence. The floating chandelier lurked around the possessed residence making sure that no soul escaped. The ancient carpet crumbled beneath my rigid feet. The everlasting candles made the house a stove. The blazing heat melted my rusty shoes; pricking my toes. The warm breeze slashed my velvety hair as the storm of horror had grown inside me.
Stunned! Paused I stood there noticing what had terrorized me. A lifeless soul in the distance I visualized as my heartbeat grew rapid. The creature progressed towards me as I began to escape the crime scene. The prison had started to collapse behind me as the cyclone had became catastrophic. Demolished by the thought that I might not survive. "Will this be my last day?", I questioned myself as my hopes of survival were extremely low. I wondered if leaving this place would even be possible. ]]> 2018-09-23 05:03:17 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697412 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697413 Dust. It was the first thing I observed from the sadistic secret house. It was like it has not been lived in for centuries as the walls and objects were blended with cobwebs.]]> 2018-09-23 05:03:18 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697413 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697427 The hallway seemed to be in absolute silence - for now. Walking on the carpets which appear to have been around for a long time, noticing the ornaments which were fit for a sovereign. 

The carpets were completely out of place; it was impossible to not  keep stumbling over them. Wishing there was scone to light up; to light my way out the darkness. It seems t had been hours of walking without end to escape this maze full of twist and turns. Noticing something in the darkness it struck my curiosity like an arrow. Progressing more closer the figure became more visible, thinking of what is was: a statue, a painting, a robe, a curtain from the Victorian era. Stopping to see what the figure was, that when the wicked one appeared before me. Her eyes are rotten mold, her hair is a dark abyss, and teeth full of blood. The specter wore clothes which were nothing but shreds of cloths, as if she was imprisoned for a thousands years. her cat like movements are hypnotic; pinning me to the carpet making me a statue. 

 Determined enough to break the hypnotic enchantment . Making a run for cover watch my step hoping not to trip on the carpets . continuing to run cause it was better to be safe than sorry to run as fast as a cheetah. It was a close shave or it would have been the end for me- for now!]]> 2018-09-23 05:03:32 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697427 shahzaib81502 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697428 My hand gently touches the rickety banister; as I ascended the spiral staircase. The staircase lead up to the dull hallway. The wooden floor of the hallway sounded like nails on a chalk-board. The sinister looks of the haunting portraits pierced my soul, heart and body with its deep and dark malice. The floor were fragile glass, they felt ready to break at any moment. As I shuffled through the eerie and haunting hallway. I could feel a storm brewing and that this moment was the calm before the perilous and pressing storm.

  The groaning of the crumbly floor continued and so did the the humongous amount of terror inside me. The pitch-black darkness: caused by the absence of the unlit scones and  the emptiness of the dark and gloomy night. The chandelier, suspended in the air by the ceiling gently swayed with the wind; making not a single sound. Having no idea when something could fall and crush me, i needed to continue forward in this mansion that was using its pillars as crutches to hold on and not crumble .

I was smacked by the thought that at any moment, I could be Crushed by these crutches falling. But now I have realized that coming to this mysterious and cursed fortress was a mistake, more grave than any i have made before. ]]> 2018-09-23 05:03:34 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697428 adelfarhan9 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697441 The spiral shaped staircase was leading up to a shadowed hallway. The path ahead of me seemed mysterious and unresolved. The unstable wooden floor had a fragile foundation ; walking on it made me feel paralyzed.

Whilst progressing towards the end, I examine the antique chandelier which was dangling on the wall. It was camouflaged in dust and was displeasing to see.

The curtains to my right were coated in a maroon shade. Spanning across the hallway, the shroud-shaped curtain created darkness. It generated a sense of blindness and discomfort, looking ahead made my eyes sore.

A mysterious figure is glaring at me with it's colorless eyes, that leaves me petrified. The transparent soul had disappeared, it certainly left an obnoxious image in my head...]]> 2018-09-23 05:03:59 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697441 jannasamir_js https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697454 squalor took over this house, yet somehow it manages to look extremely picturesque in my eyes. My hand touched the rickety banister; I could almost feel myself gradually becoming a Victorian and reminiscing the simplicity of the world back then. 

Anxiously, I start to discover the antiques lives, each one has a story untold. The charming chandeliers taught me about the Victorians royalty, the prepossessing portraits taught me about their elegance. ]]> 2018-09-23 05:04:15 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697454 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697468 After I had climbed up the almost non-existent stairs; I glanced a look to the left. There was a hallway: dark, dusty and rugged. My hand touched the rickety banister, and I started to walk along the dim hallway.
Portraits. The walls seemed to be filled with them and they continued on into the darkness beyond. I brushed the dust off the paintings only to find fearfulnfaces looking toward the deep darkness of the hallway beyond me. All but one faced towards me, as if looking at me but through me. I felt an eerie shiver slowly travel up my back; I turned around, fearful of the danger behind me.
Clatter. The grand chandelier, with it’s beauty still visable past the muck and dust that infested it had now fallen to the ground. Floor boards sticking up from the aftermath of the fall; candles scattered across the floor like fallen leaves.

]]> 2018-09-23 05:04:32 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697468 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697479 the hallway seemed filthy and classical as I walked past. The objects that were old were:sconces, old fashion materials for curtains and a curved hole in the wall.

Although the curtains spreading dust while I past the corridor. As I went in the corridor the time past slowly, hardly and with depression. As I went in the corridor the atmosphere was dark and scary.

Meanwhile, when I was in the dark and filthy room, the place was imitating. The sconces were lighting and they were orange. I could see the incests coming out from the curved hole in the wall.

The place was so ancestor that I kept on seeing dusty footprints and I saw ancient statues.

The room was so populous and empty, the sound was echoing in my ear. I heard a person giggling although i was alone, I got curious and scared so i started to go out of the house.]]> 2018-09-23 05:04:42 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697479 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697483 My hand touched the rocketry banister; I could feel that it was extermely bygone with some dust on it. The chandalier seemed pretty old as it was brightened by candles, this suggests that it was from the Victorian era. The candles resembled the sign of life in the house. 

The spiral staircase was leading up to what seemed like a very big room all by itself. The stairbase was laid across with a wide, thick, broad Wool carpet.
The staircase was decorated with portraits which ressembled who used to live their. The portrayals was all hand painted. The portrayals were so antique that they were painted from natural pigments.

The grand statue of mystery seemed to be quite ancient; the paintings on the wall were very antediluvian - they had extraordinary details that made me anxions.however the canvas made me feel like I was being stalked by a luminary.

The rusty dust made the staircase comafluged it was not ]]> 2018-09-23 05:04:47 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697483 hamzaalikhan1214 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697486 My hand touched the rickety banister; as i stuck my head through the banister, i felt it caving  in - tightening. i was frightened.Not knowing what my next step should be.

The spiral staircase felt like  hypnosis leading up to what seemed like a little corridor; with rooms on each side. The staircase was like a rollercoster, winding in a continuous and gradually widening curve. As i strolled towards the mysterious corridor of death - the beautifully decorated chandelier was just hanging thier; but the lights were  out. As its shadow was forced onto the walls of the hallway.

Dust .it was everywhere.not knowing where to go or lay my hands on.i was in a dicey situation.carefully i tried,to lit up these sconce - barely reaching it and blazed it up.as i stood on my weak toes;the red walls signified that it was color of fire and blood. this is most probably associated with some kind of energy war,danger,power,determines as well as passion and love !
the black and dark painting on the red blooded walls seemed like it had more to say about this sinister mansion.]]> 2018-09-23 05:04:50 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284697486 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284921357 Dust resided on every spot. My hand touched the rickety banister; briskly I shift my hand away with the fear of collapsing the banister. The moonlight shone on the dust making it seem ever so lively. The mansion seemed untouched for weeks, months or even years. The shadow formed of the sconces sent shivers down my spine ,it seemed as if it were a vulture of some kind.

Walking down the spiral staircase. The sound of the clock magnified, it seemed to be synchronized with each step I took. The staircase railing was rusty.  This seemed to be leading to an never-ending hallway. I stood still after the last step. My grip on the candle intensified. I looked left then right to see miscellaneous paintings. To my suprise the paintings seemed to be dominated by women.

Reaching the end of the hallway I  saw a chinx: it appeared to be disclosing an room. My mind played games - should I enter? - what if there is something I dont want to see? - Maybe I should enter? "Hello!" I screamed but was met with the echo of my voice. 

The uncertanity made my heart ache.

I moved through the chinx, the soft material brushing through my arms. I entered an attic, inhabitiing several boxes. I peaked throught the small dusty window pane - a cementary. As I rubbed the glass, the sight in front of me made me quvier it was a stature of somekind 

What came after was inexpressible...  ]]> 2018-09-24 09:55:00 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284921357 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284921497  Abandoned and isolated. In the house , I am alone ; yet the presence of something has been pestering me.The clock firmly hanging on the wall , continues ticking aggressively. My curiosity has grown even more now. I tiptoe up the stairs that seem to be accompanying me to the unidentified threat. 

I am finally introduced to the threat-darkness! A hallway painted in darkness and mystery ; covered in a smooth and murky ribbon of alarm. I am alone. Alarmed, I  stand at the mouth of the long hallway. Pause ; I disdain to go any further. The loud roars of the silence have terrorized me.

Although I refuse to go any further; looking back is not an option. Instead , I start to investigate the deadly, dull and deceiving hallway. My eyes stalk the dust on the floor , that has surrounded my feet.To my left , there is a chandelier , with all of its candles asleep. To my right, my eyes rest on the mouldy silk curtain that bestow me with false relieve. My eyes walk to the other end of the hallway. 

I am not alone.

Unmovable; I stand paralysed, with fear conducting around my body. My arms defenseless ; shivering due to the possession of fear.An unfamiliar figure of a horrifying and revengeful woman had been witnessing me this whole time. I was never alone.

 ]]> 2018-09-24 09:55:25 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284921497 hamzaalikhan1214 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284922098 My hand touched the rickety banister; ''CRACKED'' ,a part of it collapsed and it shocked me.I was frightened. Therefore, the brutal night tempting me to cry and scream for help but unfortunately their was no sign of help.

after that ,the spirals staircase was leading up to what seemed like a mysterious place. i took my chance and ended up being in a room full of antique,priceless and beautiful statues.they were stolen and kept here for ages.
The hallway seemed daunting at first place, but looks like some illegal work has occurred.the statues were precious and costly. after all it was poorly taken care of.]]> 2018-09-24 09:57:42 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284922098 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284922484 2018-09-24 09:58:54 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284922484 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284922759 Dust.It was the first thing I observed form the sadistic secret house. It was like the house has not been lived in for centuries as the walls and objects were blended with cobwebs.

My hand disturbed the rickety banister; while going down the spiral staircase that was leading me up to particularly cramped and very wide hallway. The stench of the drafty hallway was a smelly acrid. The grand structure was narrow and antiquated. It was hair-raising.

The first thing that caught my attention was the grubby single door at the end of the hallway.

The closer I got, I detected the untouched,


]]> 2018-09-24 09:59:57 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284922759 hannah125250 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284923686 Impelling the door open to the " V alley of death " .  The bitter cold wind swept the dust enough to uncover the rutted flooring. My fingers brushed along the rickety banister ; notoriously carved onto blackwood. As i hiked up the stairwell my terror had starten to undertake me. I suddenly find myself in a corner of a perpendicular passage with insects sprawled over , crawling on top of each other. 

Seemingly I was a prey to my mind , which had extra plans in this stately home. My vitality had drastically decreased, but the mystery lead me on to find a grand chandelier adorned with webs spun by multitudinous spiders . Strolling in this doomed place  at the silver dusk of midnight ,i  discovered umpteen doors which opened to exotic beauty or daunting hell. 

Just when i was about to breathe a breath of relief lightening struck, revealing every shade of red of the mansion representing the caliginous melancholy behind the treacherously towering wall with a mirror and tormenting paintings: black and blue with red splattered on the walls.

A loud chime of the grandfather clock filled my ears. It had struck midnight.  Then suddenly I came to a halt as another struck of lightning revealed a tall black figure with grey sharp piercing glass eyes glaring down upon me. It was time...

  ]]> 2018-09-24 10:03:39 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284923686 lokenofthetenth https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284928961 2018-09-24 10:24:03 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/284928961 https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/285312895 I stand here in terror!
I observe what seems like a Victorian time mansion; as dark as coal. My hand touched the rickety mahogany banister; garnished with dust. My feet rest on the hand sown Tabriz Carpet. The sudden gush of wind brushing my hair; jerks me from my haze. Cowardly I throw a look at all the windows and casements; all closed. My eyes can’t catch any chinx drapes moving.

Dust; resides on every visible surfaceof this Victorian mansion. The chandelier adorned with web ribbons spun by spiders. Even covered in dust, the rich oil painting which resides on top of the wall is alive, I can feel eyes piercing into my soul; probably a portrait of the owner of this majestic house. A cry of help from the wooden flooring, muffed by the Tabiz Carpet, is all it takes to once again jerk me from my obscurity. Yet again I find myself looking around in panic; finding the source of the creak.

My eyes rest on the far of end of this never passage and not on the beautiful portraits adorning the wall, the perfectly designed scones. Instead I am standing Terror-sricken making eye contact with her. I shill runs down my spine when I realize she has been here the whole time. At this point all I can think of is how do I escape ? because everyone knows better than to turn their backs onher.]]> 2018-09-25 02:26:42 UTC https://padlet.com/vpsecondary/32k4qwha7duw/wish/285312895