Haunting of Willow Manor

The Haunting of Willow Manor

Enter

Virtual Escape Room

Introduction to Willow Mannor

Willow Manor, once a grand estate, stands shrouded in mystery and despair. Generations of the Sinclair family inhabited the manor until a tragic night over a century ago when Lady Eliza Sinclair disappeared during a storm. The townsfolk whisper of her spirit roaming the halls, searching for her lost love. Anyone who dares to enter the manor often leaves with tales of ghostly encounters, eerie whispers, and shadows lurking in the corners.

Your group has ventured into the manor, drawn by the allure of its secrets, only to find yourselves trapped. The doors lock behind you, and the only way to escape is to uncover the dark history of the Sinclair family and face the restless spirits that haunt its walls. You have till the sunrises or you are trapped in the mansion forever.

Continue

Turn Back

“Among the relics where memories lay, Seek the whispers of a forgotten day. In letters yellowed, a secret is spun, Unlock the truth when the past is undone.”

In silence I stand, a witness to time, Where shadows converge and secrets entwine. Seek the place where darkness meets light, To uncover the path that ends your fright.

Inventory

The Attic

Llibrary of Secrets

Overgrown Garden

“Among the relics where memories lay, Seek the whispers of a forgotten day. In letters yellowed, a secret is spun, Unlock the truth when the past is undone.”

In silence I stand, a witness to time, Where shadows converge and secrets entwine. Seek the place where darkness meets light, To uncover the path that ends your fright.

Inventory

The Attic

Llibrary of Secrets

Overgrown Garden

The echoes of the past groan in disapproval.

Seek the truth once more…

An unseen force pulls you back. your answer has failed.

Return and ponder again…

“Among the relics where memories lay, Seek the whispers of a forgotten day. In letters yellowed, a secret is spun, Unlock the truth when the past is undone.”

Inventory

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

“When the moonlight strikes the old oak, the way will be revealed.” This key is said to unlock a hidden passage that leads to a secret part of the manor.

Date: October 14, 1895Source: The Willow Gazette Mysterious Disappearances Plague Willow Manor Residents of Willow Creek are abuzz with rumors surrounding the Sinclair estate, known as Willow Manor. Over the past decade, several individuals connected to the manor have vanished without a trace. The most recent disappearance, that of Lady Eliza Sinclair, has left the community in shock. Friends describe her as a kind soul, deeply affected by the strange happenings within the manor’s walls. Locals speculate that the estate may be cursed, as each disappearance coincides with the harvest moon.

Family Secrets Unearthed at Willow Manor In a startling development, local historians have uncovered documents revealing a long-buried scandal involving the Sinclair family. Allegations of infidelity and hidden relationships have surfaced, suggesting that the tensions within the family may have contributed to Lady Eliza’s distress. Further investigations are underway as historians seek to uncover the truth behind the family’s troubled legacy, hoping to shed light on the events leading up to her disappearance.

Date: November 2, 1900 Source: The Willow Chronicle Ghostly Sightings in the Sinclair Garden Witnesses claim to have seen a spectral figure roaming the overgrown gardens of Willow Manor late at night. Described as a woman in white, the apparition is believed to be Lady Eliza, who disappeared under mysterious circumstances two years ago. Residents have reported hearing soft weeping and faint whispers echoing through the trees, further igniting local legends about the haunted grounds. The garden, once beautiful, now stands as a chilling reminder of the family’s tragic fate.

Date: December 12, 1901 Source: The Willow Observer The Tragic Tale of Lady Eliza Sinclair As the anniversary of Lady Eliza Sinclair’s disappearance approaches, whispers of her tragic story continue to haunt the community. Friends and family describe her as vibrant and full of life, yet she seemed to change after her marriage to Lord Reginald Sinclair. Reports of domestic strife and her declining mental health have surfaced, leading many to wonder if foul play was involved. The manor stands empty, a shadow of its former glory, as the townsfolk await answers to the mystery surrounding its most famous resident.

Date: September 15, 1890 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Thomas

Complete the sentences below to unlock the next clue about Lady Eliza and her secrets.

On the night of her disapearance, Lady Eliza wrote a letter to her beloved, urging them to seek the truth beneath the ___________ in the garden.

Oak Tree

Fountain

Statue

Oak Tree

Complete the sentences below to unlock the next clue about Lady Eliza and her secrets.

The once-vibrant estate was tainted by whispers of ___________and betrayal that clouded the love between Lady Eliza and Lord Reginald.

jealousy

betrayal

hatred

jealousy

Complete the sentences below to unlock the next clue about Lady Eliza and her secrets.

As the storm raged outside, Lady Eliza felt the grip of ________ tightening around her, leading her to fear for her life.

fear

fate

destiny

fear

Complete the sentences below to unlock the next clue about Lady Eliza and her secrets.

Library

Garden

Attic

It is said that the ______, where Lady Eliza and her beloved often met, holds the key to understanding her tragic fate.

Garden

Complete the sentences below to unlock the next clue about Lady Eliza and her secrets.

The townsfolk believe that Lady Eliza's spirit wanders the manor, searching for her lost ______, who may have been her only hope for escape.

love

key

locket

love

"Where stories whisper and shadows loom, seek the old tome near the hearth's warm gloom. A hidden secret lies just out of sight, brave the shelves to reveal the light."

"Where stories whisper and shadows loom, seek the old tome near the hearth's warm gloom. A hidden secret lies just out of sight, brave the shelves to reveal the light."

Inventory

Inventory

The Attic

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

Llibrary of Secrets

Overgrown Garden

"Where stories whisper and shadows loom, seek the old tomes near the hearth's warm gloom. A hidden secret lies just out of sight, brave the shelves to reveal the light."

Inventory

Inventory

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

"Where stories whisper and shadows loom, seek the old tomes near the hearth's warm gloom. A hidden secret lies just out of sight, brave the shelves to reveal the light."

Inventory

Inventory

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

00:00:00:00

Days

Hrs

Mins

Secs

“In the garden where shadows grow long, A spirit weeps with a haunting song. Amidst the weeds and tangled vines, Search for the truth where the sunlight shines.”

Inventory

Inventory

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

00:00:00:00

Days

Hrs

Mins

Secs

"I stand in silence, my stories untold, Among dusty tomes, both new and old. In shadows, I linger, where knowledge is stored, Find the right order, and the path will be poured."

Whispers of the Heart

Echos of Regret

Dawn of Hope

The Veil of Secrets

Hint

Arrange the stories as shadows fall, from bright beginnings to the darkest call. Red for Passion, blude for tears, order them wisely to quell your fears.

In the shadows of the pass, i hold her name, a tale of love, loss, and a haunting flame. Find the last cover, worn but true, only then will the secrets reveal to you."

“In the garden where shadows grow long, A spirit weeps with a haunting song.

Amidst the weeds and tangled vines,Search for the truth where the moonlight shines.”

“In the garden where shadows grow long, A spirit weeps with a haunting song. Amidst the weeds and tangled vines, Search for the truth where the sunlight shines.”

Inventory

Inventory

Inventory

Inventory

The Attic

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

Llibrary of Secrets

Overgrown Garden

The door to the garden is locked....

Inventory

Inventory

Inventory

Inventory

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

Use the Key...

Turn back

In the shadows where lovers once met, Beneath the old willow, a secret is set.

Inventory

Inventory

Inventory

Inventory

When storms whisper tales of longing and pain, seek what lies hidden, where love once reigned.

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

Date: September 15, 1901 Dear Eliza, I hope this letter finDs you in gOod spirits, though I fear that my words may bring you only distress. I fiNd myself increasingly worried abouT you. The whispeRs in oUr town grow louder, and I cannot Shake The feeling that something is amiss at WiLlow ManOr. YouR letters, once filleD with joy, now carRy an undErcurrent of unease that chills my heart. I sense that Lord ReGinald may not be treatIng you as you deserve. The hushed coNversations I overheAr speak of arguments and sorrow that should never touch your gentLe spirit. Please know that you are not alone. I am here for you, and I urge you to confiDe in me, should you feel trapped. If you are in need of a friend, I implore you to reach out. Take care of yourself, and remember that you are loved. Yours always, Margaret

“Seek where shadows whisper soft, A ____ for love, where memories loft. A ____ for sorrow, hidden from view, And A ____ of hope to guide you through.”

"In the flickering light, warmth conceals the past. In a drawer where memories linger, a hidden key awaits to unlock our family’s secrets." "8"

What am I?"

"In this mansion of shadows, I stand tall and proud. I creak and groan as the wind sings loud. I hold the stories of all who came before, but only the brave may step through my door.

The Couch

The Grandfather Clock

The Staircase to the Attic

The Doors

"In the flickering light, warmth conceals the past. In a drawer where memories linger, a hidden key awaits to unlock our family’s secrets."

What am I?"

"In this mansion of shadows, I stand tall and proud. I creak and groan as the wind sings loud. I hold the stories of all who came before, but only the brave may step through my door.

The Couch

The Grandfather Clock

The Staircase to the Attic

The Doors

In the garden where shadows play, Call her name; let the echoes sway. For in the silence of vines entwined, A forgotten love will soon unwind. Speak from your heart, let the past be known, For only your voice can guide her home. ___, sweet ___, your name must be said, To awaken the spirit and banish the dread.

Reginald

Eliza

Eliza

Thomas

Eliza

In the shadows where lovers once met, Beneath the old willow, a secret is set. When storms whisper tales of longing and pain, Seek what lies hidden, where love once reigned.

"In the flickering light, warmth conceals the past. In a drawer where memories linger, a hidden key awaits to unlock our family’s secrets." "8"

What am I?"

"In this mansion of shadows, I stand tall and proud. I creak and groan as the wind sings loud. I hold the stories of all who came before, but only the brave may step through my door.

The Couch

The Grandfather Clock

The Staircase to the Attic

The Doors

"In the flickering light, warmth conceals the past. In a drawer where memories linger, a hidden key awaits to unlock our family’s secrets." "8"

What am I?"

"In this mansion of shadows, I stand tall and proud. I creak and groan as the wind sings loud. I hold the stories of all who came before, but only the brave may step through my door.

The Couch

The Grandfather Clock

The Staircase to the Attic

The Doors

My Dearest Thomas, Tonight, as the storm rages, I can feel the weight of our secrets pressing upon me like the clouds above. I long for the day when we can be free to love without fear of judgment. The nights grow longer, and the shadows seem to close in around us, yet my heart remains steadfast. Meet me beneath our tree at midnight; I cannot bear the thought of a life without you. The world feels so heavy, and every moment apart feels like an eternity. If you find this letter, know that my heart is yours, always. But I fear that Reginald suspects my heart no longer belongs to him. The winds may take us, but our love shall remain, forever entwined in the fabric of this garden. Until we meet again, my beloved. Yours forever, Eliza