In which we get to meet the inhabitants of Gracey Manor.


"Emma! Where are you? I have great news."

Emma slided out of the kitchen where she was busy.

With what? No one really knew. She was dead for over 200 years. She and the other ghosts that lived in and around Gracey Manor were trapped. They could roam the house and grounds, but no further than that. They waited for someone to break the curse over the house.

"What is it Ezra"?

"There's a new buyer of the Mansion"!

Her smile faded. "That's not great news. Remember what the Master did to the other buyers. They are traumatized for life".

"No, no, listen" he said. "Sit down. This is real good news".

Emma sat down at the kitchenchair and looked amazed at her husband's smiling face. He was almost jumping up and down with joy.

"Are you ready"?

"Don't keep me in suspence. Tell me"!

Ezra sat down next to her and took her hands in his. "The curse can be broken this time".

She shook her head. "There's no way the curse can be broken. We are stuck here forever".

"The house is bought by a young lady by the name Elizabeth Henshaw".

Emma's jaw dropped. "What"?

Ezra's grin widened. "Elizabeth Henshaw, and she looks exactly like our old friend".

"Really? We should tell the Master".

"How"? asked Ezra.

"Leave it to me", said his wife with a smile.


Edward Gracey heard the voices of Emma and Ezra. He couldn't hear what they were talking about, but they sounded happy. He was jealous at their hapiness. He wished he could be happy, but his beloved Elizabeth was taken from him before she could be his bride. With a wry smile he tried to listen to what was said.

"The house is bought by a...".

He didn't need to hear more. Furious he ran of to the attick, where he visited a painting. Made just after he proposed to her. She looked so happy in it that it hurt him.

"Elizabeth darling, where are you" he whispered. "I love you. I miss you so much that it hurts. Why won't you come back to me".

He sat down and wept silently. He knew that a lot of other ghosts roamed the world, many even on his lands. They all knew what happened to Ramsley, his old butler. He killed Elizabeth on the night they were to announce their engagement. She was low class. 'Low trash' is how Ramsley described her after Edward found out he killed her.

"Your union is unacceptable" is what Ramsley had said.

"But I loved her. Was love my mistake"!

"Yes"! But it was all you cared about. I couldn't have let you run away with that girl. I sacrificed all these years for you and what did I get. Nothing".

"That is not true Ramsley and you know it. I loved you like my own father".

"I always knew you were no good. Well damn you. Damn you all to hell!

Those were the last words Ramsley ever said to him before the fire place opened up. A huge fire dragon flew out of it. He remembered being to flabbagasted to move. While he was closer, the fire dragon didn't give him a glance. Instead, it turned its attention to Ramsley. He wrapped itself around him and took him to hell.

All creatures in hell were burning forever and he never heard anything of Ramsley again. He wondered if Elizabeth was in hell too. Ezra and Emma seemed to think that she was not, but she wasn't in the spirit world either. It meant she was somewhere between his world and hell. Thinking of her made him sob even more. And now a new person bought his mansion. That was something he could not tolerate. He or she had to be stopped. And he knew exactly how to do that.