Author's Note: Hello fellow readers! This is my first fanfiction so please go easy on me if I make some mistakes. I am open to any critics that you may have so please tell me what you think so that I can better my writing skills. If there's anything wrong with the grammar or writing please let me know so I can fix it! I hope that you enjoy and also feel free to comment or review.

Disclaimer: I do not own "The Haunted Mansion". It belongs to the rightful owners. The only thing I own is Clara and other Oc's mentioned.

Prologue

Toby Byrd was delivering mail to the people in his neighborhood on his bicycle like he did every Wednesday when it was summer. His satchel had been piled full with fliers, luckily the load lessened considerably since this morning.

As he went deeper into the little community he saw a path that leads to some nicer houses and road towards it. The majority of the homes he saw were expensive,fancy mansions.

When he arrived in a more rural part of the area he noticed that there was an eerie silence surrounding him. The trees were bare of any leaves and the grass was brown and brittle.

He couldn't help the feeling like something was watching his every move. Soon he came upon a large gate that separated a house from the outer part of the property.

He got off his bike quickly and set it on the ground, looking around he remembered the rumors about this place. It was said that many people died within the house and their souls still lingered there. No one had been in the house for years, it was as if overnight the place was abandoned. The whole thing looked run down and overgrown with weeds and other vegetation.

Walking up to the gate he contemplated whether he should climb over it and go explore the manor to see if the rumors were true. Before he could make a decision a huge gust of wind blew harshly in his face, he could have sworn he had heard a voice shouting at him to get out.

Startled, the boy stumbled onto the ground with a yelp before scrambling to his bike and taking off. As he sped down the dirt road he didn't notice that he had accidentally dropped his bag and all of its contents went flying.

When the boy was far from the mansion a figure of a man appeared by the gates glowing a soft blue color. The man was an older gentleman and wore a suit like a butler, he observed the grounds by the gate for any damage. The only thing he found were the papers that the boy had left behind in his haste to leave.

Among the papers was one particle flier that caught his attention. The flier in question was of a local real estate business with three pictures on it. One was a dark skinned man with a rather over exaggerated grin while the other was a woman, also of dark skin, with a more polite smile, whom he assumed was the man's wife.

The other picture was what had captured his attention, it was a woman with familiar features to him. The woman was an exact replica of the girl that he had once known when she lived in the mansion. The butler looked at the paper, the wheels in his head turning as he continued to stare at the photo. The longer he looked at it the more the plan he had in his head began to harden, the Master must be informed of this.