Heya, fellow steemians and otakus! It's me again, for another [Poetic Short Story] titled, "The Mansion"
Two thieves broke into a mansion. One could easily tell of their bad intention. They looked around carefully. Making sure the scan the place fully. They noticed thst the place looked eerie. And before long they encountered something dreary!
Crash! "What is that?!" Asked one of the thief. "Quiet!" Hushed the other as he took a step. Then a cold breeze blew. The thieves felt their souls flew! The two looked at each other warily. Terrified by the things that act so eerily. "Maybe we shouldn't have come here." They thought as their bodies shook with fear
The two thieves then saw something terrifying. They saw a figure in white staring! "A ghost!" The two thieves screamed. Like madmen they ran towards the door, tears falling like a stream. And just like that the mansion's silent once more. "How rude of them. What ghost?" Grumbled an aged women's voice. The "ghost" was just an old lady in guise
The End