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The Curse of Artis ~ Mystery in the Mansion Contest Entry [9th PLACE]

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Prologue:

For decades, the fabled Woodland Mansion has lured travelers into the
dark part of the Overworld. Legend has it that long ago, an evil
sorcerer built this mansion upon a grave, stricken with dark magic.
Having long passed, his soul remains within the mansion and continues to
lure travelers into it's depths as the Lord Evoker.

- Chapter One -

As he trudged along, Reggie was beginning to feel the lack of food, sleep and dehydration finally overcoming him.

Only a few days ago had his family left the safe haven of the village to venture out into the distant uninhabited lands. Leaving the borders of the village, they had planned to reach the marsh by sundown. As they progressed, traveling across the open grass plains, the sun was moving quickly across the sky.

As the sun disappeared over the horizon, low growls echoed around the dense forest. As they had huddled in the middle of a small clearing, Reggie’s father had ordered them to move quickly.

As they made haste through the dark undergrowth, Reggie had realised they were now running, as the moans and fast approaching scuffles were now clearly audible.

Running deeper and deeper into the forest, the clusters of trees grew closer and closer together. Reaching a dead end, impossible to pass, they turned to face the hoard of foul mobs slowly closing in. Once again Reggie’s father had ordered them to take refuge in the surrounding trees.

Running to the nearest trunks, Reggie’s family had climbed into the lower branches, watching below as Reggie’s father hopelessly attempted to fight the increasing hoard of mobs. As he slashed his sword, their father was tiring rapidly. As he lurched forward, his step faulted. In that moment, their father was struck in the back by a Zombie. As he fell he was instantly consumed in the crowd of Zombies, Skeletons and Spiders.

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Awaking the next day, Reggie had had no idea how he had lost consciousness. Climbing down from is tree, he had found his family, Mother and brother, Alek, sitting deathly silent on the trunk of a fallen tree.

Taking charge, Reggie had collected the scarce rations and belongings that had survived the attack. Placing the few items in a sack, he realised both his Mother and Alek had risen to their feet and had begun to walk. Falling in behind, he had walked silently for hours, his father’s death replaying over and over in his mind.

Now, lost in thought, Reggie didn’t hear it until it was too late.

It started off as a small whirring sound, gradually getting louder until it sounded more like screeching. Only then, did Reggie realize that swarming around them were what seemed like small insects.

“We need to get out of here now, RUN!” screamed Reggie.

Without hesitation, they all bolted down the path, not daring to look back. Paying no attention to their surroundings, the sky had gradually changed from a clear blue afternoon sky to a dim pale purple. The only noticeable change as they continued to run was the high rooftop trees flanking both sides of the path.

Dark clouds were surrounding the sky now, which did nothing but add to Reggie’s fear. Now, deep into the forest, the strange mob was getting dangerously close. At that moment when Reggie thought that there was no hope, a dark building begun to rise in front of them. In a desperate push, Reggie’s family sprinted up the stairs and burst through the double doors.

Slamming the door shut, the mob let out a bloodcurdling screech, if not laugh and with that, all went silent.

“Are you ok my dears?” their Mother said heaving.

“Yes, Mother” said a breathless Reggie. Alek just nodded.

“I don’t suppose you know where we might be?” asked their Mother, gazing around precariously.

“Father never---“Reggie strained “He never mentioned it to us”.

They all stood there, pivoting their heads to see what seemed to be a mansion. The interior was dark with strips of carpet lining the centre of the long, narrow hallways.

“We should have a look around” said Reggie “I’ll go upstairs, Alek you check that side of the house”.

“And Mother, you stay here, call out if something happens”.

“Yes alright” said their Mother and with that, Reggie and Alek disappeared deeper into the mansion.

The top floor was dark and gloomy and Reggie felt a slight air current drafting across the floor. As he moved down the carpeted corridor, each step creaked under his weight. Reaching the end of the hallway there appeared a door with a slight crack in the opening. Slowly sliding the door open he walked into what appeared to be a study.

“Hello?” Reggie whispered into the dark empty space.

And that’s when he heard the scream.

- Chapter 2 -


As the scream rang through the air, Reggie spun around on his heel, bolted out the door and down the steps to where his Mother was standing, legs trembling.

“I think it might be Alek” strained his Mother, on the brink of tears.

“Come on, he went this way”.

The two of them made their way to where the scream had been heard from.

As they entered a new corridor, a faint blue aurora could be seen coming from the doorway of the middle door. Slowly edging their way across the carpet, they came to a stop just outside.

Peering in through the gloom, Reggie could vaguely make out his brother laying on top of what seemed to be a table.
Confused, Reggie squinted harder and froze in shock.

Alek was there, hovering if not almost floating above a table, staring up at the ceiling.

“What is it Reggie?” whispered his Mother from behind.

“Somethings wrong with Alek” Reggie whispered back “I’m going to help him”.

His mother gazed into his eyes, hers filled with tears “I will not lose another son” she said franticly.

“I’m sorry Mother but he’s my brother, I have to help him” said Reggie “I’ll be in and out and then we can leave this place”.

His Mother half reluctantly gave a slight nod. Turning once again to face the door, Reggie stealthily advanced into the room to where his brother lay floating in mid-air. As he approached his brother, he could see that the strange blue aurora was coming from his brother’s eyes.

Reggie placed a hand on his arm and could feel his brother’s temperature dropping.

“Who did this to you Alek?” said Reggie, worried.

In a flash, as if on cue, a gust of wind flew across the room, slamming the door shut. Reggie could hear his mother’s desperate cries as she banged on the door.

Reggie turned his head and glanced across to the back of the room to where a shadowy figure stood.

He had no idea where he had got the courage from, but he managed to scream “What do you want with us?”.

As there was no reply he could feel eyes burning into the back of his head. Turning his neck abruptly, Reggie saw a pair of shadowy figures appear out of nowhere from behind him.

“You will not escape. Your souls are now ours” chanted the figures.

“Give my brother back! Let us go!” yelled Reggie, panicking now.

“You will not escape. Your souls belong to Artis” they said, chanting quicker now.

As the shadowy figures continued in a chorus of chants, they began closing in, revealing their true forms. For a split moment Reggie stood there shocked at the faces of this foul mob.

Their faces were much like the villagers back home but with a grey, gaunt look to them. They wore dark clothing that blended in with the rest of the room with a gold belt around their waist.

Ignoring their constant chants, Reggie wrapped his arms around his brother and heaved, attempting to lift his brother onto his shoulders. Over and over he desperately continued the hopeless task.

Having lost all hope, he shut his eyes and clung to his only brother “NOOOO!”

Suddenly a burst of blinding white light erupted from his brother’s body. Reggie fell back and could just see that the dark villagers had stopped and seemed to be feeding on the pure light.

Realising that there was no hope left for his brother, Reggie crawled towards the door. As he approached the door, he allowed himself one final glance as his brother’s body faded away forever.

Fortunately, the door was unlocked, allowing Reggie to slip silently through and back into the corridor. In the corner sat his mother with her legs tucked up against her with her head bent, weeping.

“Mother I’m here, I’m ok” whispered Reggie as he staggered over to her.

“Oh, oh Reggie!” exclaimed his Mother “Where’s Alek?”

“I’m sorry he’s---“but Reggie was cut off by another round of grief from his mother.

“Mother please, we must get out of here!” whispered Reggie franticly.

As his Mother did not respond, Reggie grabbed her by the arm dragging her out of the corridor.

“No, no, My SON!” wailed his Mother.

After briefly getting lost, Reggie finally found the front door. Rushing for it with his Mother stumbling behind him, he reached for the handle. The moment he came in contact with the door, both Reggie and his Mother were blasted backwards.

Reggie now had a terrible new realisation.

“You cannot escape”

Reggie turned.

“Your souls belong to Artis now”.

Then the world went black.

- Chapter Three -

Reggie had no idea how long he’d been out for.

As he awoke, he realised the terrible nightmare had been real.

Lifting his head, he could vaguely make out a bedroom. Groggily, he slid off the bed and onto the wooden floor. Surveying the room, Reggie saw standing in a corner the all too familiar figure.

“If you want to kill us, just do it!” Reggie screamed towards the man.

‘It would be unwise to yell like that” said the dark villager “Unless you would like us to be found”.

Reggie started at the man, dumbfounded.

“Who are you?”.

“I do not think that matters anymore” the villager replied, “They once called me Cedrick”.

“You killed my brother!” Reggie growled.

“I did not” replied Cedrick, “the other Vindicators did though”.

Reggie just stared at this strange man now.

“You see, unlike others, I did not fully become one” explained Cedrick “But I am still a spirit of the Lord Evoker”.

“Please sir, will you help us?” pleaded Reggie.

“Yes boy, but we must hurry” said Cedrick “They will soon find us”

Reggie watched as Cedrick thrusted his hands out in front of him, illuminating the room with a purple glow.

“Stand here” Cedrick said, pointing towards the space in front of him.

Obediently Reggie stood in front of the man as he begun to chant.

Liber haec anima mea, liber haec anima mea”.

Reggie closed his eyes and his head started to swirl.

“We can finally esca---“.

Reggie eyes flew open “My Mother!” he yelled.

Cedrick gazed icily into Reggie’s eyes, grinning “Only two may leave my child” half laughing now “You… and me”.

“NO!” yelled Reggie as he launched himself at Cedrick.

Caught off guard, Cedrick stumbled and fell backwards onto the floor. Reggie ran to his Mother lying on a small bed in the corner he hadn’t noticed before.

After shaking her awake, Reggie dragged his half-awoken mother out the door and into the hallway.

As he ran, Cedrick could be heard cursing as he stormed after Reggie.

Reggie, more easily this time, found the front door and opened it into the cold night. Dragging his Mother down the steps they had finally escaped! As Reggie took one final glance over his shoulder, standing at the top of the steps was Alek.

To tired to question how his brother had suddenly appeared, Reggie screamed.
“Alek your alive! HURRY!”.

Alek shook his head sadly.

“I’m sorry brother” he said.

“I’m one of them now”.





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  • Cib
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  • January 8, 2018, 2:42 pm
9th Place! Better than I've done ever. Thank you for all the support and feedback!
i love it
  • MuggleWorthy
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  • November 17, 2017, 10:48 am
This is awesome! You get talent, please keep writing stories! :D
I really hope you don't mind but I have one little tip, if you added lots of details in your story it would make it super interesting! What you have is amazing though! <3
  • RenderBones
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  • December 14, 2017, 4:47 pm
righting, i think you mean writing.
  • MuggleWorthy
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  • December 14, 2017, 5:08 pm
Yes I do. I didn't realize that I spelled it wrong, thank you. :)
  • RenderBones
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  • December 31, 2017, 2:17 pm
its alright
  • Cib
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  • November 17, 2017, 7:02 pm
Wow I'm so glad you like it!

I all honesty, I have had no writing tutoring or have done any online courses (although i've read a lot of books) so for someone to give me such a compliment, it's means a lot. Thank you.
  • MuggleWorthy
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  • November 18, 2017, 1:01 pm
Wow, no tutoring? whoa, like, no words. Your good! your very good. :)
  • Labyrinth
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  • November 12, 2017, 9:22 pm
Great job and good luck! c:
  • Cib
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  • November 13, 2017, 11:50 am
Thank you ;)
  • Caleeb
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  • November 12, 2017, 4:36 pm
Lots of work put into it, well done :) +1 from me
  • Cib
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  • November 12, 2017, 8:22 pm
I'm glad you enjoyed it! Thank you for the diamond. Very appreciated :)

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