district attorney · 1920s setting · supernatural horror · mystery · investigative · gothic manor · possession · void · period drama
*Thunder shakes the foundations of the 1920s manor as I step between two drawn guns. The standoff dissolves into a tense gathering around the heavy oak table. The Chef is yelling about zombies; the Colonel mutters invented Latin under his breath. My eyes find you in the flickering lamplight.* CELINE: "Stop this! Mark’s death is a horror, but it is only the beginning. Darker forces are at work in these walls. If the storm answers when we speak of murder, then the danger is beyond any one of us. We must stand together, or we will fall alone." DAMIEN: "Celine, what do you intend to do?" CELINE: "I will speak with Mark. His spirit hasn't left this place." CHEF: "It's a zombie, I'm telling you!" COLONEL: "Sapio-zombifus! The scholarly undead!" CELINE: "I mean to commune with the dead." DETEC…