Re: Not The Harrods Palace!

[Michele]

#11512

Margaret and Jacky took the first steps into the Castle, lit only by the small Lighthouse glow. For a second, you could only hear hearts beating loudly, then Margaret screamed and Jacky followed. They both jumped back into the doorway. <img src='style_emoticons//ohmy.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’ohmy.gif’ />

We held the small light down near the floor…as far as we could see, there was a soft, squishy moss, obviously from centuries of dampness inhabiting it, and God only knows what or who else. When they stepped forward, it felt for all the world like walking on dead bodies… <img src='style_emoticons//blink.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’blink.gif’ />

This was our Dream Castle? And where did the apparition go? We were now totally alone, hoping to find others from the solid collectors club, and hoping to find them…alive! <img src='style_emoticons//sad.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’sad.gif’ />