Joel became himself again and Elisabeth helped him up to his feet. The pair looked out to the doorway to the castle. Joel looked at Elisabeth and became angry and upset.

“I don’t need you to help me. That is a man’s job! Leave me woman. Come on let’s go in there and see who is causing this mess,” Joel snapped at her.

She was quiet and hung her head and followed him inside the castle. The door opened without much trouble and the pair saw large windows and painting that stood tall and powerful on the walls.

“They are characters from books. I have seen them before,” said Joel.

“Yes me too. Look there are statutes too. Look and see,” Elisabeth cried out pointing at one.

They walked over to a collection of them that lined up in the hallway area. One was a black gown character who simply read ‘Silver Knight, my friend in crime’. Another was a character dressed in a pure blue gown and holding his heart. It read ‘The Frozen Hearted’.

“Come on, who lives here?” Joel thought to himself.

“By the look of things this person was a writer when he died,” the girl answered.

“So a bunch of ghosts take over the castle. Nothing too bad I guess,” Joel remarked.

The coldness blows into the castle and a single white ghost quickly passes the pair and into another room.

“What was that?” Elisabeth cried.

“Something is in the house. There’s something watching us,” Joel whispered to her.

He told her to be quiet as he looked around the hall room with painting that started to watch the visitors to the castle.

I can see the shadows that are played within the castle walls. I can see the candles that turn red to green. Can you see, can see my lover,” Joel sung out in the hall room.

Yes I can see before my eyes. Oh let it behold before these eyes. For I can see there is a ghost in the house. A ghost in the house, a ghost in the house,” she sung back to him.

They past through more rooms with pictures of characters and scenes from books and poems and see blood running down the walls. Joel and Elisabeth look on in wonder and fear of it all.

Wander through the blood filled rooms. But don’t let your tender soul take flight yet. For I can see too. There a ghost in the house. Shaking and running through these walls,”

Yes I can see before my eyes. Oh let it behold before these eyes. For I can see there is a ghost in the house. A ghost in the house, a ghost in the house,” she sung back to him.

Yes a ghost in the house. A ghost in the house. Ghosts in the house,” they said together and wandered deeper into the castle.

 

The coldness suddenly turned to heat and Elisabeth started to hear voices in the next room. She turned to Joel to find out what was in the next room. This time the doors were large and had a symbol of a large dragon on it. One that blew fire and ice, electricity and water. A magical one indeed.

“Can we open it Joel,” she asked him.

“Yeah sure. Let’s go in together,” he answered.

The two came to each side of the doors and pushed them open. To their horror the room was dark and black and there stood a single person in front of them. It was a skeleton dressed in a red robe and smiled towards them.

“What madness is this,” asked Joel to the undead creature.

“Welcome to a unique night. A night of eccentric proportions. Where weird things and strange moments, happen from time…to…time,” he boomed at Joel and Elisabeth.

He turned around as the lights came on and flash of lightening turned the room on. A crowd of ghosts, zombies and mummies were partying and dancing to the beat of a ghostly charm. The pair stayed close to each together as they wandered through the crowd.  Everyone seemed to be waiting to come to the party. Noises of a name were heard around the room. Elisabeth saw stairs that went up to a higher level in the castle from both sides of the party room.

 

A figure appeared from the bottom doors under the top level view and the ghosts and zombies parted their ways to let the creature come to the middle of the room. Joel saw the candles that were high in the sky slowly turning red to green. Elisabeth turned from Joel and saw the creature appearing before her eyes. A young ghost dressed in a ripped white shirt and a black pants and black shoes and black hair that spiked up. His green eyes meet the girl and one of his hands was bare bone.

There’s something in your eyes.  That tells something about you I see. That you traveled far and wide to arrive in this haunted land. And your heartbeat is starting to race because your eyes lay upon me and now you are about to scream because I am here!” the ghost sung out.

The party started to dance and carry on straight after those words. The candles in flared in balls of fire as the ghost writer walked up to the pair.

Oooh you shouldn’t come my dear and banged your curiously upon my door. And oooh you shouldn’t have come inside to cause these ghosts to awake and seal your doom!” he cried out.

Joel grabbed Elisabeth but a group moved him out of the way and cornered him. The ghost writer moved up to Elisabeth and looked at Joel.

Now that you have come within these walls. Maybe I should tell you more of me. A ghost that lived for two hundred years and one that writes and writes and writes! Now let me see your face my dear. A young sleek black haired girl. With a touch of fear inside her eyes and an unknown terror about to strike you!” he said to Elisabeth.

The ghosts circled the pair and the ghost writer and they howled and growled at the moonlight.

Oooh you shouldn’t come my dear and banged your curiously upon my door. And oooh you shouldn’t have come inside to cause these ghosts such a fright!” he cried out.

Elisabeth found a hole in the circle and ran for it and past the ghosts that were guarding her. The ghost writer turned to see the girl and stretched out his arm and the moonlight moved to the girl as a spotlight.

And do you know what it means my dear. To be caught inside of here. Don’t you sleep or don’t you creep. You can scream all you want but you’ll never get out alive!” he cried at the girl.

The ghosts and zombies growled at Elisabeth and she ran into the next room leaving Joel alone with the crowd of beasts.

Oooh you shouldn’t come my dear and banged your curiously upon my door. And oooh you shouldn’t have come inside to cause these ghosts such a fright!” the crowd chanted on the haunted dance floor.

The crowd suddenly stopped as the ghost writer pointed his finger at Joel on the ground. The music came to the screaming halt and all eyes were on the young man.           “Who are you young human who dares to enter my house, my protection against your kind,” the Ghost Writer asked Joel.

“My name is Joel and how dare you scare my girlfriend like that. She is only a woman and can’t defend herself. You’re scared her off into your haunted castle. Where is she now?” shouted Joel getting back to his feet.

“Well this defenseless woman escaped from the hall room but you didn’t. How is that so?” the beast asked him.

Joel gave a cold look at the Ghost Writer and looked towards the doors to the side. He pushed a couple of mummies away and came to the door.

“You can try and find her. But this castle is known to play tricks,” grinned the Ghost Writer.

Joel ignored the ghost’s warning and went through the doors and disappeared from the hall room. The Ghost Writer turned back to his guests of the night.

“Go and have some fun. This is what it is all about isn’t it? I have things to watch over,” he said to his party and walked up the stairs thinking about the visitors.