"Here is the phone for your use" the man said, "is there anything else I can offer you? An alcoholic beverage by chance?"
"No tha-" Sam began to say, "wait, did you say alcohol?"
"Yes sir" Sam and Alex looked at each other
"What do you have?"
The man leaned over and grabbed two drinks from a tray, "specialty cocktail of the staff" the two grabbed the drinks and downed them in one gulp.
"I'll leave you to it" the man said before departing.
The reached over to grab the phone only for a flash of lightening to mask the entire room only for it to vanish revealing a vacant and deteriorated house. The phone also disappeared as well.
--
Around the same time as Sam and Alex were being led to the phone, you were being dragged down a hallway by Persephone with a durable grip.
"Come on Lady Zoe, don't dabble there is much to do before the other guests arrive."
"I keep telling you! My name isn't Zoe, its Zack. I'm a man!"
"Would you prefer I call you Lady Zack then?"
"No! I'm a man!"
"Lady Zoe it is, then." She said, "and here we are." She said leading you into a vacant bedroom, "the servants will assist you in preparing."
"I don't need that. I'm leaving as soon as my friends get my car fixed!"
"Whatever you say Lady Zoe." She said, stepping out of the room, closing the door behind her.
The lightening flooded the room and disappeared revealing the true environment of this deteriorated room.
Your fear of being inexplicably mistaken for a woman had been dwarfed by the revelation of the ghosts that were occupying this place and creating this illusion. You intended to run out and get as far away from this creepy mansion as possible.
Running to the door you tried to burst out, only to find that the door was as stuck as a statue. You tried the window, it also wouldn't budge- the glass refusing to break.
A strong wind blowed through the room and blew opened the closet door to reveal a regal dress and a corset unphased by the buildings deterioration.
"Oh no." You said, "no-no-no" as you tried to close the closet doors, but they were also unphased by your touch.
You turned back around to see the deterioration reverse. The decay on the walls repaired themselves as a shattered mirror in the corner collected its shards and became one as the blemishes disappeared.
You walked over to inspect the mirror only to see a woman wearing your outfit.
"What the hell...?"
The woman in your reflection appeared to act on her own.
"I can't believe the forces that be think that my eloquence can be achieved by some...boy. I'm insulted."
"Whoa! Who are you?!"
"My name is Lady Zoe," she said.
"You're Lady Zoe?! Why does everyone think I'm you?!"
"Because to them, you are me. One night a long time ago, my husband caught me having an affair with two of our dinner guests, he went mad and murdered me. Now that night plays out for every guest in our house. Or it would, if anyone ever visited...oh well, it might be nice to have some company going forward. Even if i have to see my outfit being sullied by some boy."
"Wait! What?!"
"No time to explain, darling. They're coming."
The door opened and members of the staff walked into the room.
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