As he approached the manor under the cover of night, Eelzad moved silently, his senses heightened. The large, ornate doors were slightly ajar, creaking softly as he pushed them open. The interior was eerily silent, save for the faint ticking of a grandfather clock echoing through the halls. Eelzad took a deep breath and stepped inside, careful not to make a sound.
The moment he crossed the threshold, he felt a strange shift in the air. He turned to look at the doors, only to see them slam shut with a resounding thud, locking him inside. Before he could react, a small duck waddled into view, quacking softly as it began to follow him around.
"Well, this is peculiar," Eelzad muttered, glancing down at the duck. "Let's see what we can find."
WC: 207
TWC: 207