This house has a long history behind its walls. I'll take the short story: Once upon a time, there was a man whose name was Adamus Winston. He spent many days working in a mine not so far from his home. He thought that he might would find something value written. But he found only coal. Coal, coal and more coal. Then he got an idea.

-"I might could have this as fuel to my stove!". Said and done, he got a lot of fuel to his Inn. And as it became warmer in the house, he had more guests. The rumor about his Inn became good and soon his Inn went popular.

But one day when he found a wierd piece of coal, he hesitated for a while, but eventually took it home. Once he threw it into the stove, it flew up SOULS up through the chimney. He were drawn into the chimney with the souls and they flew up in the sky.

Since the rumor was that Mr. Winston died with souls began to occur, nobody dared ever to touch the building.