Cornelius Ashveil built his estate on land the locals refused to touch — ground whispered to be cursed long before the first stone was laid. Generation after generation of the Ashveil bloodline met their end within these walls in ways no one could explain, each death more disturbing than the last. Their spirits never left. They became part of the manor itself — woven into its dark corridors, its shifting passages, its locked and lightless rooms.

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Few have the courage to venture near the foreboding estate. It's said that once you enter The Macabre Manor, you become part of its tapestry — and the manor never lets go. If you survive physically, mentally its secrets become your burden to bear. ​