The warm afternoon was nearing its end, the guests savored the cake under the portrait of their most heroic ancestor, the Golden Lion. Funny and macabre stories were told of the glories of the Lion, as if he was still there to hear them. The night calmed, dreams were in the air as the moon hid and only a few crickets could be heard... until the past slowly woke within the depths of the cellar. Felipe woke with a start and jumped from his bed. Heading down to the cellar to investigate the noises he felt like he had a thousand eyes staring at him... seeing a light inside the dungeon, he investigated further and saw... The Golden Lion! Or at least his ghost... return the ghost to his eternal rest and bring peace back to your mansion, at all costs!
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