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Sherwood Manor
Rustling brown leaves greeted the hunters as they walked past the iron gate. An eerie silence pervaded the night air. The only thing they could hear was the sound of their own footsteps as the their boots crunched the withered leaves littered on the gravel path leading to the mansion. When the dark grey clouds overhead cleared away, the waning moon re-appeared in the sky and washed away the numbing darkness with its soft silvery glow. The exterior of the mansion was now clearly visible. It was a three story building, constructed of red brick with thin mortar joints. The main entrance was nestled in the center of the house, with two symmetrical windows on either side and a central window directly above the door. An entablature with dentil moldings supported the gabled roof, which was pier
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