Mystery Manor

Mystery at the Manor Finally, I had arrived at the Bates Manor. “God,” I thought to myself, “this place is really out here!” As soon as I pulled in, I caught a glimpse of a man; I couldn’t quite visualize his face through the evening fog, just his figure. I parked my black car on the newly lain asphalt and grabbed my purse in the passenger seat next to me. Now I could see the man as he walked toward my car, a handsome feature with kind eyes had me astonished; not quite expecting someone like him at a place like this. As I popped my trunk and opened my door he met me beside my car with a smile.
“Hello, my name is Ryan. Looks like you’ll need help with your bags. Would you like a hand?”He said to me, still under a shock. “Sure, my suitcase is in the back, I just popped the trunk.” I hid my blushing in attempt to start a conversation; I don’t think I dealt that very well… We walked to the front room of the manor to check in to where I’d stay. When I followed Ryan through the door and found myself astonished once again, but to the vaulted ceilings and dark furniture; it almost looked medieval. “Good evening Miss. I am Mrs. Johnson and your name…” “Jodie, Jodie Aiden. I am only staying for about a week or so, Mr. Dover sent…” “Oh yes, he told me about you; Ryan, show her to the Main room and her chambers please.”

Ryan left me in the hall with directions to the second door on the right. As I opened the door, I found a man, a built, tall man who had been making my bed. “Oh, you must be Jodie, I’m Jay.” I set down my big leather bag, purse and suite case and introduced myself as warmly and I could, trying to hide my fatigue from the drive. He left the room and left a scent of the febreeze bottle, apples and cinnamon. I looked out the window; that view was unbeatable. I could see right over the fog, as I was on the third floor. It seemed to be hovering on the ground. When I set my hand on the sill of the window, I noticed its latch was