The Undead Of Giverni.

<p>On January 27, 1882, I received the letter… My father was found dead in his mansion. The letter said he had committed suicide, but I could not believe such a thing. My father would never have done it. I took it upon myself to investigate this mystery.<br/> On January 29, 1882, I went to my father's house, it took me two days to get there. My father never liked the city, he said the noise drove him crazy. He loved the quiet of the French countryside and bought an old farmhouse outside Paris, Giverni to be exact. It has been a long time since I last visited his house, and a lot has changed. But the beautiful garden, a piece of heaven on this earth remained as blissful as it was.<br/> After resting for a while, I cleaned a room and made myself at home. I saw a raven sitting next to my window. I walked towards it and it flew away. I looked out and the scenery was breathtaking. While admiring the view, my blood ran cold, I saw three women walking hand in hand wearing what looked like a nun's clothes, they disappeared behind the thick trees. This farm was supposed to be a private property, no one is supposed to be here but me.<br/> I grabbed my hat and ran outside, these women might have something to do with what happened to my father, as I ran through the bushes I came across a vault.<br/> I didn't know something like that existed here, I was shaking… I tried to open it slowly but it was locked with a big chain and what looked like an old lock, there was some weird writing around it, it looked like an old Gallo-Romance one of the languages that the French spoke in the 8th century. I couldn't read, but some of the words looked familiar. I could only understand one word… "danger".<br/> What was this place? How did these women disappear? Maybe the site ….No impossible, it was sealed.<br/> I'll have to check my father's office, there must be a clue.<br/> After going through my father's things I found a somewhat odd chest. I opened it and found a key, I was sure it was the one I needed. I waited until midnight and took an old oil lamp and ventured out.<br/> My hands are sweaty, shaking the key fits the lock, "Click" it opens!<br/>Oh my God!!! The smell was horrible, like rotting flesh. As I walked through the cobwebs….<br/> "Uhhhhggggggh"<br/>"was that the voice of ….a?" I thought to myself.<br/>I kept walking and the sounds started to multiply.<br/> "Oh damn it! No no no no no no no no NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO"<br/>I saw them… dozens, no hundreds of people or what's left of them. Reanimated bodies holding each other… and are they…. ??<br/> <br/> "You're not supposed to be here…."<br/> The lantern falls<br/> The light goes out<br/> A scream!</p>