Bramhills terrifying treasures

Spirit Guide: Hello and a very warm welcome, this is Bramhill house. When the time has come, and the night is young, the ghostly hauntings have begun.
When you hear it, don’t go near it, I suppose it’s only a dead spirit, I really haven’t got the time so let’s explore and be my partner in crime.

(Loud crackling laugh)

Spirit Guide: Before we go into the manor I will give you an outline of its historic heirs. In the 14th century a gentle man named Thomas Foxley built this miniature castle only using mason marshals, where their hard graft is exposed in the forbidden cellars down below. Centuries later in 1699 the house was purchased and redesigned. A chap called Sir John Cope demolished the chapel and priest hole so his family were able to share their soul, but they feared when Sir John’s eldest daughter suddenly disappeared.

Spirit Guide: Now you vaguely know the past events, are you ready to commence?
But don’t worry I have more in store of the dreadful happenings beyond this door.

(High-pitched chuckle)

Spirit Guide: Ladies and Gentlemen you have entered the corridor where hauntings are forever more; I will take you on a ride where horror is a guarantee, so come with meeee…

Spirit Guide: But I must warn you this is now where police train, so please be sensible, don’t fiddle don't play otherwise you'll be locked away.
So to make it out alive all you have to do is survive.
But it won't be a walk in the park, there are ghostly affairs hidden in the dark.
So let’s proceed now you know what’s guaranteed.

(Door slams shut, now in candle light darkness)

Spirit Guide: Just follow what I say and you should make it out one day.
Come through come through to the door straight ahead,
I shall tell you the stories of the dead.
You are standing in the scullery which hasn't been touched since the old cook called Agot was found boiled in one of her cookery pots. From this day forward, late at night the pots and pans reunite, even though the cook is dead the boiling water from the aga is always red. No one knows who and why, it’s thought it was suicide.

Spirit Guide: Come along now more to see, do you remember those mistletoe trees?
There are hundreds in the grassland, all aligned like a military band.
Bramhill is known for its mistletoe boughs, so let me share with you a little tale. Come come to the cellar where resides a renowned prison dweller. Remember Old Sir John? His daughter; Anne was her name the tragic event lead to her death on her wedding day!
The family were playing hide and seek, when she went missing without a shriek, until decades later she was found clutching a mistletoe bough. Her spirit now haunts the house wandering in and out of the rooms waiting for someone to release her. She is never seen but always heard.

Spirit Guide: Now come on fellow tourists, hurry up and look alive. Now follow what I say,
I wouldn’t want you to get lost on the way, as you see on your left there are portrait paintings of the house’s deceased heirs, look harder can you see their eyes watching you intimidatingly. It’s true that the spirits revisit their portraits now and then, can you feel that slightly cooling sensation in the air, please don’t fear, that means they are here.
Face the other way,
Don’t make eye contact with their portraits today, otherwise they will haunt you and take you to this dark place, where we all inhabit, believe you me it’s a chilling space.
Now we’re looking at Sir John Cope’s portrait, you know the chap with the spirit daughter called Anne.
He’s passed now of old age but he wrote a book about the olden days, it became a number one seller for those who loved a gothic thriller.

Spirit Guide: Enough of that nonsense let’s move on, time to explore and have some fun.
You’re walking past the door of the dead where the spirits come and go without any dread.
Beware it opens and closes all of a sudden so keep your distance to stay out of trouble, we are now visiting the castle’s oubliette, you can still hear the jingle of the master’s keyset.
You can only access this room through a trap door, so let me guide you and explore below this floor.
So here you see where prisoners were left to die, their skeleton remains here laid side by side. The carcass which lies to your left is the remains of a once landlords daughter, her name was Honour and she give birth to a baby out of wedlock, when her father discovered her secret he used his poison ring to kill her, he concealed his child right here, no one noticed her disappear.

Spirit guide: As you may notice this house is quite unlucky, all the people that once lived here also died here, but I’m not going tell you each of their tales trust me it’ll be hell.
So let’s just quickly move on’ the smell of this room is rather pong.
I’ll take you outside to the ice house that’s tucked away among the trees.
Like all of the ice houses in Britain at that time, it is domed and brick lined, unfortunately its uninhabitable the walls are unstable.
It has been said that a servant went out to collect some food, then the walls caved in a killed her too.
But there are more stories of the same rumouring she was frozen. They say someone locked her in and left her to die. This story is sad because the remains of the maid’s body were never discovered; let’s just take a minute to think of others.

Spirit guide: Now it’s starting to get chilly, let’s make our way to the house past the calla lilies, on the cobbled corridors we end up in the castles ancient dungeons which was once a prison. This room is paranormal activity to the max. Just to warn you this room is paranormal overload where evil eyed witches weave their spells.
Feeling that burning sensation?
Hearing that raven?
Smelling that infestation?
That my friends is them arriving, so we better go into hiding!
[Loud crackling laughter, banging and whispering]

Spirit guide: Your time is nearly up, well done for surviving this long, but it’s not quite over yet, one more story to tell, then I’ll let you out of this cell.
This story is one close to my heart, so pay attention and please show your consideration. I’m going to lead you through to the chapel; this place is where Sir John Cope’s eldest was cremated. Look down the name ‘Matthew Shore’ carved into the stone, this is where he rests, his remains buried within the cemented stone. He was killed many years ago before the chapel was built, they burnt him alive to rein act Jesus being crucified.
His spirit comes out to play, his talent is to keep tourists like you hidden away!
[Mwahahaha]