Ghosts of Allerdale Hall

I do not own Crimson Peak in any way.


"Ghosts are real, this much I know". – Edith Cushing


Darcy Atkins had seen ghosts ever since she was a small child. She came from an extremely religious family, so she believed in spirits, angels, and demons. She used to go to abandoned houses just to see if she could see a ghost.

Most of them were troubled and wanted to move on, but couldn't.

When Darcy was 14, she taught herself how to release ghosts. She had been all around England, except one place.

Crimson Peak.


The drive to the mansion was uneventful.

Darcy listened to interviews Edith Cushing had given following her experience at Allerdale Hall.

Lucille sounded like a complete psycho bitch and Thomas sounded like Mr. Darcy and Mr. Rochester smashed into one person.

Darcy thought that their love story was tragic, considering Thomas loved Edith more than his own sister (not even going to go into his relationship with her).

Thomas and Edith sounded like they were meant to be together, but their love affair was cut short.

After leaving Allerdale Hall, Edith married Alan McMichael and had three lovely children.

Darcy pulled up to what used to be the old post office and got out. "Excuse me", she said to one of the workers, "Could you tell me how much further Allerdale Hall is?"

A quiet descended on the workers.

"You don't want to go there, love. Trust me. Everyone who's gone into that house, hasn't come back out", the woman working the front desk said.

"Thank you", Darcy said. She got back in the car and kept driving until she saw the dilapidated house in the distance. She pulled through the rusted gate and up to the front of the house.

A clay mining machine sat in the front yard.

Darcy got out of the car and immediately felt a disturbance.

This house was filled with anger and sorrow.

She grabbed her stuff out of the car and entered the house.

There was no ceiling in the foyer area and most of the steps looked rotted through.

Darcy thought she heard piano music, but ignored it and went in search of a room to stay in. She found one with a bed that didn't look like it was falling apart and started unpacking. As she was unpacking her video camera, Darcy heard some floorboards creak. She turned around and said, "Hello?" Of course she received no answer. She shrugged it off.

Most old houses moaned and groaned.

60% of the time it wasn't caused by a ghost.

Once Darcy finished unpacking, she settled down in the bed for the night.


Thomas entered the bedroom that used to be Edith's. He knew that she was long dead by now and would never return to the house, but it made him feel closer to her. He was shocked to find someone actually sleeping in the bed. He walked closer to the figure.

It was a young woman, around Edith's age when he met her.

He reached out and caressed her cheek with his fingertips.


There was something cold on Darcy's cheek.

She shot up and bed and looked around the room. She was alone. She placed her hand on her cheek feeling where the icy sensation had touched her.

Was it a ghost? Was it her imagination?

Darcy decided that tomorrow, she would search the house for clues. She lay back down in bed and closed her eyes, hoping sleep would come quickly.