Except at the end of the street and atop the highest point of the cliff. It was there where the deteriorating mansion stood, a deserted, black house plagued by nature and neglect, with broken shutters, overgrown brush, and vines crawling up the bone-like structure like poisonous veins.
And there’s the creepy abandoned mansion in that I will most certainly be picturing as my future home for the rest of my time reading this book.
