I know this is quite irregular but I have begun a Phantom Manor FanFiction that, while keeping the basic premise of the story, expands on it and modifies it slightly. Hope you enjoy it, there's more to come if you do.
Ravenswood ManorShe clutched her bouquet with an unyielding force as tears mixed with the falling raindrops. The cogs of her mind rotated rapidly; the usual question. Why? That simple little word was all she could ask herself. The final groups of guests made their way out of the manor and back down to the town, scared to approach Melanie through wish of not wanting to disturb. The gates of the manor flew shut in the wind as the final few departed. The bride who never was ignored the nearby gazebo and sat among the flowers of the pristine garden, soaking wet and still hoping. Not hopeful but hoping.
Epilogue, 6th November
Six months ago was when she’d met Jack. After years of loneliness he brought a new purpose to her life, a purpose she’d never even hoped for previously. Like almost any young girl in love, she wanted that perfect wedding to that perfect man. Finally she could break free, marry the man she loved and move away with him forever. But she found herself crying amidst the thunderstorm amongst the tombs of her ancestors with Jack nowhere to be found. Why? She couldn’t stop asking herself. All she sad was hope…
But as a shrill scream rang out from inside the manor, hope, she feared, would soon be a distant memory.
She ran with all her strength through the boggy grass to the front door and joined the rush of servants heading towards the source of the cry. Up. Up. Up. They were heading for the attic.
“Out of my way”. Henry Ravenswood shouted, pushing violently through the small crowd and bursting through the top door. He was soon followed by the rest, leaving Melanie behind.
As she predicted, hope abandoned her as she saw the distressed faces of all who looked. As she jolted her head upwards she began to feel dizzy, for hanging from the rafters by the neck was Jack.