Descriptive Essay On Ghost Castle

Ghost Castle

The only sound echoing through the dark stone halls was that of the ancient grandfather clock that rested at the end of the corridor. The noise bouncing off the stones through the grand arches of the once grand hall. Time had both been kind and hard to the castle. The castle had withstood centuries, millenniums of historical eras. It had been once overflowing with the sweet melodies of orchestras as thousands gathered glittering in its hall to celebrate glorious times that had passed by. Those who gathered would dance as twirling whirlwinds of vibrant colors littering the ballroom. The smell of flowers was forever flowing through the castle, giving the illusion of a never ending spring, and the scent of fresh baked goods enchanted people into the dining hall. After

some time; however, people were stopped from coming to the castle.

No one understood why the magnificent halls shut its gates. It was closed to all, but to the few wandering souls who needed to make a quick stop on their journey. They were given a short time limit on how long they could stay. If they did not leave at their anointed time, they learned why the gates had been closed. Thus, they become a part of the Ghost Castle forever suspend through the fabrics of time and history.

The haunting melody of the last midnight bell vibrated through the dark castle. The corridor suddenly was alight with flaming torches along the hall. The smell of burning wood filled the air and left the taste of charcoal in the mouth of the man, who suddenly appeared sitting by the high arched oak door. The velvet of the chair was soft in his hands as he

absent mindedly rub the fabric in circles. The angry voices of the couple aroused loudly as they argued with the prison keeper. Mumbling under his breath, he picked up his top hat. As he ran his thumb around the edge there was a boom, boom, boom from the front door. With a ghastly shriek, the huge doors swung opened to show a man strolling in. He was dressed in the outfit of storybook huntsman with a bow and arrows striped to his back. He stood in the hall looking around for any signs of life. He took his bow from his back bring it forth to hold it at the ready in his hand. He turned to look down the adjunct hall that was lightly dimmed. The only noise coming from that direction was that of the arguing threesome. Muttering under his breath, he turned towards the front door as if to leave. As soon he approached the threshold the doors swung shut, trapping the new visitor inside the castle. He then noticed the other man in the corner. Top hat in hand, the other man stood up. He was clothed in a black and white suit from the 1800’s and held in his opposite hand a cane. As he walked forward, he shook his head as he said, “You should not have stopped here, my friend. Not at all. You are now stuck just like everyone else here for the rules have changed. They have changed indeed.”
“What are you speaking of?”
“On how you are now doomed here for all of eternity. By and by my name is Abraham Lincoln. I am 16th President of the United States of America. What is your name son,” inquired Lincoln.
“I am Robin Hood,” said the man unsteadily.
“Robin Hood! Well by golly you’re the one who took from the rich and gave to the poor.”
“Yes, that was me. Wait…… Why can I not leave here? I only stopped here because I had no idea where I was going.”
“Crazy Hitler won’t let a soul out. Has this strange plan indeed he does. I do not know what it is. I only arrived three days ago. Before me by five days was a couple called Bonnie and Clyde.” A crash sounded down the hall putting a stop to the conversation. A woman appeared stomping down the hallway and slamming down her hand on the smooth surface of the wooden table.
“Disgraceful, disgraceful. I refuse to be treated this way. I will not let that horrible little stout pig of a man tell me what I can do.” Shaking her fit in the air as she turned, “I will not allow myself to be ….. Oh.” She stopped talking to herself and her eyes got big as she noticed the Lincoln and Robin Hood watching her. She asked, turning towards the new addition to the castle “Who are you and what in the world are you doing here.”
Footsteps drew near as a voice of a man followed saying, “Bonnie, will you stop be unreasonable…”
With a gasp, Bonnie turned around. Her short curls brush softly against her face. She began to shout, “Unreasonable! I am not being unreasonable.” As she pointed her finger at the man, she pointy stated, “I want to leave Clyde. I have no desire to stay here.” She walked to stand right in front of Clyde, poking him in the chest as she stated, “I want to leave now.”
“You know you cannot leave, dear. Why do you care about leaving anyway,” he gently shook his head. “You’re already dead.”
Daggers flashed from her eyes, as she stated to say, “And who fault is that mmmmm. It sure ain’t mine.”
“Children please, please stop the bickering. We have all had enough of loud voice today,” said a well-cultured voice tingling with German. They all turn as on collected unit to see their prison keeper walk closer towards them. “We all should make are new guest feel welcome as can be.” Then with an evil smirk erupting on his face he stated, “Since you are all permeant guests here.”
“Actually, I would really like to take my leave,” stated Lincoln as he stared down at Hitler. “I have very important business I must be of to.”
“Yes, we must leave too. Our gang will be expecting Bonnie and me back by now,” said Clyde with a devil’s grin.
Hitler looked around at the four people gathered in front of him and said in a hard cold voice that left the taste of death in one mouth, “You cannot leave,” with a hysterically laugh he continued to say, “You are all stuck here. The only one who will leave here will be me.”
Four stun faces looked down at the horrible little man. Robin Hood asked questioningly, “Why can we not leave here?”
“Because I no longer wish to be trapped here. This prison I was sent to for the crimes I have done. Trapped here by that derange all man called Father Time.”
“Sir,” said Lincoln as he turned towards Hitler he stated, “I believe the only derange person here is you. What do you expect to happen by keeping us here?”
“I’ve already said. I will get the freedom I have craved for centuries. Since I first arrived, I was left alone in this castle. It was deemed as my prison because it discovers the people’s crimes and tortures the people stuck here.” His grin became more terrifying as he stated, “Since I am the only who has been here, the castle that’s on my crimes and tortures me with my ghosts. It is the only thing that it can do now. So with the crimes of two others and the good deeds of another pair, I can make my escape.” Laughing like a crazy lunatic, he grasp a key from thin air. “This is my escape. My escape from the burning fires of hell.”
As he started to laugh insanely once more, a single arrow flies through the air. The arrow embeds itself into Hitler’s hand, forcing him to drop to key as he howls in pain. Lincoln runs over grabs the key from the floor and runs towards the front door. Robin Hood follows close behind as he shouts, “What are you doing?! Come on,” and with that, Bonnie and Clyde start to run. The doors of the castle open reveling the different streams of time. They all reach the doors to freedom as they feel the heat of thousands of flames. They smell the stench of burning bodies and toxic gases feel the air. With one collected breath, they jump from the castle.
They appear in a beautiful with flowers growing in multitudes of colors. The sun shines down upon them, warming their cold skin. A stream nearby sings a melody of happiness