The story continues...

"That's horrible!" Natalie exclaimed, abruptly standing. "What kind of sick person kills his own family!"

Donna's beautiful eyes conveyed a look of restrained sadness, but remained fairly calm. "There is no excuse for his terrible actions. He was demented, torn apart from war and likely his own inability to find a suitable bride for him. The wedding and Diana's ultimate rejection came at a breaking point for him."

Too upset to even sit, Natalie paced around the room. "So what happened? Are you actually saying ghosts are real?"

"As real as you see myself now and my brother earlier," Donna replied, her eyes following Natalie wherever she went. "Our spirits carried on into the afterlife, with mine bound to this awful place."

A wolf out in distance howled, sending chills down Natalie's spine and pausing her for a moment as Donna continued her story.

"My parents tried to live any sort of life possible, but the burden of this place was far too great and they moved away," Donna said. "I can vaguely remember many nights I attempted to communicate with them, yet it seemed I did not have such ability as I do now," she waved her right arm to indicate her ghostly form. "No one lived here for many years, and I wallowed in sadness for many years seemingly alone. I honestly could not tell you how many moons it was before I discovered that my brother also was held in such a state as I."

"I'm sure that didn't turn out well between you two," Natalie stated, once again sitting down to hear the story.

"No, we fought for many nights with our new forms, realizing we could not inflict any significant damage upon one another," Donna replied. "He then found ways to use his power to influence the house, with the skeleton being an example. They are the bones of our ancestors, who bow to his wicked whim. Since then, anyone daring to stay in this house has swiftly retreated or joined Donovan's servants for all eternity."

"Are there other ghosts here?" Natalie asked, though unsure if she truly wanted to hear the answer.

"There are, and that's why you and your friends must leave as soon as humanly possible," the beautiful spirit insisted as she "got up" from her seat. "We must find your companions and I will send you on your way. Once you exit the grounds, Donovan and his minions cannot follow you any further."