The dead man outside my door is starting to reek. I can't remember his name, but we were on the same drilling crew when I first arrived. He couldn't have been more than ninteen , maybe twenty. Yest...
An abandoned manor, long since fallen into disrepair, and once the home of a wealthy Hammer.
Locals claim that the manor is haunted, and that no sane man would go there.
Haunted? Can't be worse...