
The man on the gates saluted Lady Sylvia, as he sports car slid through the gates, heading up towards the gothic fantasy that was Mainstone House.
She had no time for any ceremonies, as she ran up to the door, pulling on the bell rope.
"Lady Sylvia," the footman bowed. "Lord Ambrose was wondering where you were. I am glad to see..."
"Whatever!" the young aristocrat shouted, "get him now "- this is serious! Something about a curse!"
"The curse of Mainstone." The voice of her brother caused Lady Sylvia to look up. "I know."
Lady Sylvia gasped at the appearance of her brother.
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