The video is made by Szin if i remember correctly anyway the dreamer of this dream is badshylawolf9 they gave me permission soo let the Eddventure begin!

Your POV.

You were riding a carrige(?) For some reason, you were wearing a dress (Or formal outfit if you're male) going somewhere you didn't reconize.. All you knew that it was in the year 1700's (Changing the year since it makes more sense- I can change it back if you're not satistfied) And you were a formal maiden/young man going to an alleged haunted mansion on the outskirt of England

Your name was (Y/N) (Y/F/N) (Your family name). Like your mother, father and brother, you had the power to feel and see things non-believers can't imagen... Ghost or spirits, hunts and visits like these are normal, so, you didn't bother to mind it. The deal in this was to get a jewlery a princess lost while going on a ride, she says that something with black voids for eyes tore her necklace off and ran into the mansion

Suspecting a polter Geist (German word for Ghost) Your mother sent you to investigate since you were around 21 (Or older if you like) And it was important to tend too royal duties immidently

As your carrige pulled up to the mansion, you stepped out and looked around. No one in the way, you made your way over to the mansion doors, two huge black oak doors. You looked back to see the carrige gone 'Probably went to rest.. Poor man' You thought, a soft sigh escaping your lips as you turned back to the door

You started to push it open, it opend with suprising ease. As you stepped in the doors slammed shut behind you, since they were pretty heavy you didn't pay a thought.

It was pitch black, until you saw a candle lit on a table infront of a tore potrate, you walked over and grabbed it. The light made more details visible, there were cobwebs everywhere, with dust surrounding the whole place

The floor had a red tinted carpet wich muffled your footsteps as you made your way around the ground floor. No sign of the jewlery.

You decided to go up the stairs and to the second floor. It was.. Beautiful to say the least, it's a shame the owners died in battle.

The floors were checkerd with mirrors putten around 'Narssist?' You thought as you stared at your reflextion in a body sized mirror.

Your short brown hair (This is a small plot in the story i can explain) and emereld green eyes stood out majorly

You heard whispers and noises from the 3rd floor, you didn't suspect anything for now.

You moved on to the next room wich looked to be a small library 'Wow.. So many books' You thought as your hand brushed against thick spines and pages of books

There was a candle lit and a silhuet(?) Close to the end of the room. You stayed silent as you heard a pen (Old timish) Being used

You were curios but you moved on, knowing not to disturb the dead or any dangers

You decided it was time to go up to the 3rd floor and as you did, you heard books falling in the library and a mirror shattering 'Poor souls..' You thought as you looked back, hearing faint sobbing.

You went on to the 3rd floor to see the only door open and not locked with a lit candle on a table, you made your way over to it and saw a leather book with a thick spine

You put the candle you were holding down and opend the book, wich wasn't covered in dust, suprisingly. The pages were filled with scribbles and drawings of people and crazy adventures, as you got to the end of the book you saw a half cartoon of a person before it came alive.

Shocked you froze as his lips synced 'Thank you' And wings apeared behind him as before he disapeared and instead the jewlery you were searching for apeared out of nowhere. Uneasy you grabbed it and looked around before whispering simple words..

"Thank you.." And slowly making your way out only to be disturbed by a roar of a beast. Quickening your steps you heard it aproaching

But, it was to late you were by the door and you made it out, sighing in relief you looked back and sighing before closing the doors, a ping of guilt bubbling in you, you went back to the carrige wich brought you here and you went your way back into your town...

[Present time]

You gasped as you jolted awake... Your (H/C) Hair a bit wet from the sweat your dream made

"What.. What was that about?" You asked wiping sweat away from your forehead

Aaand first chapter is doone!