I sweeping villa that rests on the grand hills. Everyone can see how grand it is when they approach from the country road. A tall, wrought-iron fence surround its grounds, which extends for miles.
Hillside Mansion, Countryside
worker
ghost
I am currently haunting the kings castle tower.  I truly enjoy scaring these poor souls.  They do not understand that it is me.  I once ruled these halls it's king.  Now I will forever haunt them as it's ghost.
OooOoooo. .. . BOO! Eeeeh!  Aaaah!  Have you been watching me clean laundry all this time? I've been watching you work in this mansion for years old man, waiting for just the right time to spook you! Well, old woman actually.  I look so poor as I do due to the slave-like working conditions. And what are you working on here old woman? I am a laundress at your service sir . . .mam?  I half think I should end it here and now and become a ghost like yourself. I do not bother with any of those identifications, I simply am! Now, now my dear old laundress you musn't talk so. Ghosting is a hard life! Well, have you cleaned laundry for eighteen hours a day, scrubbed so hard with lye that your hands bleed and crack, and can hardly sleep a wink due to the pain? Who would have thought this conversation would start with a Boo! and end with a boo hoo! Well, can you take me into ghosthood with you? Certainly not! Us ghosts have high standards, you must have gravely unfinished business to attend to and go through the requisite application process. Please, I will give you this medallion given to me by my mother on her deathbed!