The floorboards creaked under my feet, the walls were crumbling away and the furniture was falling apart. Jackson Manor was once one of the most glorious houses in the entire city, but now it had fallen into disrepair. I imagined what it would be like to have all I could see brand new and in peak condition with elegantly dressed members of the Jackson family wandering the halls. Lost in my thoughts, I ambled into the dining room and stepped on to a particularly creaking patch of floor. Suddenly the planks gave way beneath me and I tumbled into darkness.
Abbey
Abbey your story is fabulous! It is so well written, with lots of descriptive detail and great adjectives, making it so enjoyable to read. And what a clever plot - I want to read more! It might be fun for you to continue the story on your own and see where it goes. Really nice work, and I am nominating your piece for the showcase.
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