Our local aristocrat is Lord Harbinger of Doom. The Doom Estate is to the north of the village, and his mansion became haunted after a character-building ‘Murder Weekend’ was held there two years ago for 20 employees of a sales company. The objective was ‘to find the strengths, weaknesses and psychological profile of fellow workers’, but unfortunately an accounts manager proved to have the psychological profile of a serial killer, and there were only two survivors. Also, several members of Shawley Nott’s Women’s Institute disappeared only last week whilst admiring the building’s interior features, and their ghostly voices can still be heard, with comments like “Mind how you go Ethel it’s very dark”, “Don’t worry, we’ll find our way out eventually”, and “I’m sure pushing that panel has taken us behind the wall”.
Lord Harbinger himself is quite reclusive and never really recovered after losing his left eye to a champagne cork. His younger brother taunted him for years with the words ‘Give the bottle here, let me do it’ until accidentally throwing himself from the mansion roof. We should perhaps not forget too the tragic death of his father, who tried valiantly to introduce non-native mammals to British soil and was eaten by a puma whilst trimming the Estate roses. Lord Harbinger’s art collection holds one very famous family portrait, painted in 1885, showing a bearded, horned and evil-looking central figure, identified by historians as his great-great-grandmother.

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