Front Room

Entering the front room I get an uneasy feeling.  I don't think we need to worry about that gruesome figure on the stairs, it's a statue.  The floor and furniture are covered in dust.  Maybe there isn't much to this place after all.  We can explore further however. 

 

Some strange eyes peek from the shadows, we are definitely being watched in here.

 

Up the stairs.

Through the door.

Back Outside.