[ WP ] You are a realtor showing a house to a young couple . They love the house , but you have something to disclose , and no its not a murder .

Marcus pushed back on his spectacles, eyeing the young couple in front of him. `` I am ecstatic to hear that you love the house.'' He nodded at them, not cracking a smile. 
 
 John, a young and naive man rose left eyebrow,'' What's the deal Marcus, you do n't sound very estatic...'' 
 
 Sheena elbowed him, giving John a look of distaste. 
 
 `` I have to be honest with both of you, `` Marcus cleared his throat before continuing. `` Before we go through with this purchase It's my job to disclose something of great importance.'' 
 
 Sheena shifted nervously, glancing at John. 
 
 `` What is it?'' John responded coldly. 
 
 Marcus exhalled, `` Are you sure you want to know this?'' 
 
 `` God Damnit Marcus, can you spit it out man?'' John yelled impatiently. 
 
 `` Okay,'' Marcus took a deep breath composing himself, `` The person that used to live here... Left a book behind and I found it...'' he paused, removing a handkerchief and wiping away beady sweat. 
 
 `` AND???'' Sheena groaned impatiently. 
 
 Marcus let a whine escape uneasily, `` And, in this book I found information about her past. A dark past. Very, very, evil past.'' 
 
 Both couples sat in silence, confused but intrigued. 
 
 `` Please, go on...'' John insisted. 
 
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 Marcus nodded, `` Well... You see, it said in this book that the owner comes from a long line of Ritualists. A ritualist is apparently a person who bonds the souls of creatures to real world objects. In this case, she seems to have been very talented at the practice and only did business with the nastiest of other worldly beings. `` he struggled to hold his composure. 
 
 `` For example if you turn around and look at that window,'' They turned glancing at the window behind them, `` That window has a spirit bonded to it and will open and close at it's own will.'' 
 
 As if it understood, the window emitted a loud BOOM and vibrated violently, leaving no cracks in the glass. 
 
 All three of them jumped up, yelling in fear. 
 
 The couple glanced at each other, John tried to hide his fear by replacing it with anger. 
 
 `` We've heard enough, we're leaving now and never want to hear from your company again. Spouting this A-class BS when we were just about to find a house. Playing stupid pranks on us.'' John turned tail and began walking to the exit. Sheena followed staying close-by. 
 
 Marcus cleared his throat once more, `` Unfortunately that's not possible.'' 
 
 Sheena spun, `` Wha... What do you mean? Not possible.'' 
 
 `` You see Sheena, I just found the book a few minutes before you got here. I tried to warn you but it wouldnt let me call you, or leave the home.'' 
 
 John was fuming, `` WOULDNT LET YOU LEAVE? ARE YOU MAD MAN?'' 
 
 Marcus burried his head in his hands, `` No John... Not only are there spirits in the windows. The lady of the house trapped them in everything. The doors bang, the water runs red, I saw something in the mirror upstairs and it even feels like the floor is moving beneath me.'' 
 
 Sheena began crying, the door emitted a groan in response. 
 
 All three of turned, facing the exit. They stood frozen, silently waiting for something to happen. 
 
 On the back of the door, dozens of names were engraved. At the bottom, three were freshly etched into the wood. 
 
 Marcus 
 
 John 
 
 Sheena 
 

