You'd been here.. a long time. You didn't know how long. You had friends, though, and others to care for you. You couldn't leave the mansion, but why would you want to? It was nice. It might've been falling apart, but you liked the place. You liked talking to the dolls, and all the old-timey people that were also there. They were fun, though some of them were grumpy. You didn't know why you were still here, and just barely remembered how you got here. Something about moving in with your family and being victim to something unfortunate, you weren't sure what anymore. But that's okay. You liked it here, and you didn't have to leave. It kinda sucked that nobody ever visited, but oh well.

Yes! Roy pumped his fist in the air as Ross and Robert agreed to go ghost hunting. They'd been hesitant, at first, due to the large house's history, but would could go wrong? A lot of things, apparently. As Robert went to go upstairs, one of the steps crumbled underneath him. When Ross tried to click on the flashlight, it didn't work, even though he just changed out the batteries. Robert: "Uh... I don't think I like this.." Robert said nervously, hanging back behind the others as they entered what looked like a dusty child's room. Ross: "Yeah, Roy.. it's kinda freaky." The slight tremble was obvious in Ross's monotone voice, and Roy turned to face them with his hands on his hips. Roy: "Oh come on, you cowards! Ghosts aren't even real, calm down!"