Langdale House

It was just as creepy on the inside. The interior was all dark. Mainly black and purple with wood everywhere. Wooden floors, window frames, stairs you name it. There was no colour apart from the purple, mainly in the curtains and chairs, with a large rug on the floor. It was huge, the windows on the other side of the room went two stories up, looking down over the winding staircases. 'Well,' Mr Schu said, 'this is..'

'Creepy.' Mercedes finished for him.

'I was going to say nice, but yeah that too.'

'Okay, this is the foyer.' The old man started. 'My name is Jeremy by the way. Now, the kitchen, living room and dining room are all down there to your right. Girls, there are two bedrooms upstairs on the left for you, boys there is one down here big enough for you and the young man in the wheelchair.'

'Thank you,' Artie said, knowing that people don't always take his handicap into account.

'And Mr Schu, there's another room down that way for you, you'll be right next to the boys room.'

'Thanks, that's great.' Mr Schu smiled.

'Now, I will only be here this evening as I have to get back home. I just want to get you all settled before I go. Why don't you go and unpack and I will see about dinner. Please meet in the dining room in one hour.'

Then they all went their separate ways and began to unpack for the weekend.

The girls walked up the large staircase and set off to the left. Mercedes, Tina, Rachel and Lauren went in one room whilst Quinn, Santana and Brittany took the second room. 'Well, this is dusty.' Quinn said, running her fingers across the nightstand. 'Yeah, this place kind of creeps me out.' Santana said, sitting on the bed at the far wall.

'Yeah what was that earlier? I mean Jeremy looked like he'd seen a ghost when he saw you.'

'I dunno, but that guy is all kinds of wrong. I just want to get this weekend over with.'

'San, can we share a bed, I think there's a monster in mine.' Brittany said looking at her girlfriend.

'Sure Brit, no problem.' She chuckled. They went and knocked on the other girls room, and they all started to make their way down to the dining room. As they reached the top of the stairs Santana noticed another door. 'Where do you think that goes?' She asked.

'I don't know, and I kind of don't want to know.' Tina said, as she and the others set off, leaving Santana standing at the top of the stairs. She looked around her and felt a shiver. It tore down her spine and left her shaking, she was seriously freaked out now and wanted to know what was up with this place. 'San?' Brittany said looking back up at her, making her jump. 'You coming?'

'Yeah, Brit.' She said, smiling, and walking down to link arms with the blonde.

Dinner was good. They all ate and talked about their rooms and what they were going to do during the weekend. Mr Schu suggested a midnight walk out in the private gardens which they all agreed to, even Rachel and Kurt were persuaded eventually with the promise of a midnight song session. And once they had all finished they went into the large living room to chat with Jeremy before he left. 'So, does anyone have any questions?' He asked.

'Yeah, what exactly was the story behind the murder, you know the young girl who lived here?' Puck asked.

'Oh yes, that was tragic. She was such a beautiful girl, lots of promise. It all started with an arranged marriage. The man who lived here was Simon Langdale, he eventually named the place after himself, but lets just say he wasn't very blessed in the looks department.'

'So he was an ugo.' Quinn said.

'That's one way to put it yes, so he decided to buy himself a young, pretty wife. Her name was Maria, she was seventeen, like most of you, and she hated him. He was a very possessive and jealous man. He didn't let her do anything without his consent and hardly let her leave the house.'

'Sounds like a tool.' Santana said, 'why didn't she kick his ass?'

'Well,' he said focusing on Santana. 'Times were very different then. It wasn't a woman's place to have opinions or demand respect. They were just there to make their husbands look good.'

'And she didn't do that?' Santana said.

'No, she didn't.' He realised that he had been staring at Santana for way to long, and quickly broke eye contact. 'She feel in love with someone else and Simon found out.'

'And he killed her?' Mike was listening contently, holding on to Tina's hand.

'Yes. In a fit of jealous rage he stabbed her to death whilst she was sleeping.'

'Jesus,' Rachel whispered.

'What happened to Simon?' Sam asked.

'He died too, right here in his bed, of natural causes. I believe he used to occupy Mr Schu's bedroom.' They saw Mr Schu turn slightly pale, but then he laughed it off.

'So, um, whose ghost is here?' Mr Schu changed the subject.

'Well as far as I can tell, it's Maria. She died a horrible death and most spirits cant find their way after such trauma.'

'Jeremy, I have another question.' Quinn said, looking up at him form her position on the couch.

'Yes, my dear?' He said.

'Why did you look so oddly at Santana earlier?' the room went silent as they saw him swallow loudly.

'Well I suppose you will find this out eventually. There are pictures all around this place.'

'What do you mean?' Brittany asked.

'Let me show you.' He walked up to the fire place and they could see a large sheet had been draped across something hanging above it. In fact, most of the pictures had been covered up. He pulled on the sheet causing it to fling dust everywhere, but when the dust settled what they saw shocked them. 'Oh my god.' Santana said, standing up.

'Shit Lopez, it's you.' Puck said.

'Yeah I can see that Puck, what?' She looked at Jeremy.

'You are the spitting image of Maria my dear,' he walked over to her and put a hand under her chin. 'You are just as beautiful, if not more so, you have her eyes for sure.' Santana stepped away from him.

'Okay, I think that's enough for tonight.' Mr Schu said.

'Mr Schu did you know about this?' Santana questioned.

'No Santana, absolutely not.' But Jeremy cut in before he could say anything else.

'Well Mr Schu, I will leave them in your capable hands, here are the keys to lock up.' He handed him a set of about twenty rust keys and then made his way to the door. He turned back to focus on Santana. 'Good night, and good luck.' And then he was gone.

'Well that was weird.' Lauren said.

'Yeah, I mean you look scary like that Maria chick Santana.' Finn said.

'I know. But that doesn't mean anything, just a strange coincidence.' She laughed.

'Okay guys, it's nearly midnight, I think bed would be a good idea.' They all agreed and went off to bed.