George Trevor: 

November 13th Architect George Trevor arrives at the Spencer Mansion, he notes his experiences: After having finished my work and leaving New York, I finally arrived at the Mansion around 6.00pm. The hall is very spacious. The central stairs leading to the second floor are also impressive. All these things make me feel nostalgic all over again. Designing the plans for this place is the work I’m proudest of. From the day I first showed the model to Ozwell E. Spencer in his office, until the completion of the mansion, took me 5 years. Spencer’s orders were really difficult and I had to call upon all of my energy and ingenuity to realise his ideas. At first sight no one would suspect anything to be out of the ordinary.

Lord Spencer shook his white hair from his shoulders and turned to me. He has an impressive stature, and at the first glance, one can feel that he has a high level of self-confidence. He initially announced to me that my wife Jessica and my daughter returned to visit their Aunt Emma who is ill, and then we lifted our glasses and toasted. We are only ones who know about the numerous secrets contained within this mansion. Deeply satisfied with this knowledge, we tasted the wine.

The dining room is amazing. There is an incredible variety of food laid out lavishly on a large mahogany table. When someone raised their eyes, they would see a statue of a goddess, in “Rodin” style, on the second floor, which seems to observe us with desire. But despite all this splendor, the banquet can only be enjoyed by two guests (Spencer and I). We only hear the quiet ticking of the clock hands. Ah, if only Jessica and Lisa were here. According to Spencer, they arrived three days before me and greatly appreciated the beauty of the mansion.

Lisa in particular benefited from the Spencer’s kindness and was able to use the piano among others. She reportedly played the “Moonlight Sonata” of Beethoven (her specialty). In the evening of the full moon, the melody seemed to surpass the celestial body floating above the forest that surrounds the house. Spencer had congratulated my wife for this superb view. I imagine proudly that their two faces must have been glowing with pride.

November 14th Spencer offers George Trevor a guided tour around the mansion; he discusses his artwork collection as well as his plans for Umbrella. Trevor writes: Lord Spencer guided me around the mansion. He opened the doors of several rooms. Those rooms are decorated with the most marvellous at pieces: paintings by De Vinci, sculptures by Raphael… In one of the rooms the eye of a stuffed beast was strangely sparkling, and in another room suits of armour of Middle Age knights were aligned in good order close to their captain.

All these art pieces were collected by Lord Spencer during past years and he must truly be one of the richest men on earth. “Do you like it? I wish to use this residence as a seaside resort, for a new company. I feel that this mansion could be used not only by employees, but by guests as well.” His plan is to create an international pharmaceutical company. He told me that this company would be called “Umbrella”. But I wonder why he hid this many things in his residence. He can say that he wants to make a seaside resort but it’s exaggerated. Even in the case his actions had been led by his passion.


November 18th George Trevor, unsettled by the disappearance of his wife and daughter looks around the Spencer estate, and in the courtyard notices ‘additions’ to his work: My family hasn’t come back yet. “Is aunt Emma that sick?” I doubt it. The telephone is not installed, which is not very convenient. I went out to second floor terrace to clear my mind. Crows perched on a rail looked at me and made strange croaking sounds. I had an ominous feeling.

I constantly have the strange feeling of being watched…

I saw an astonishing thing in a small court. There is a ladder leading down into an underground passage, which is masked by a waterfall. “It is not my work. When was this thing built then?”

November 20th George Trevor walks around the mansion further, and notices the shotgun given to Spencer by his wife for his birthday is also missing: There is no trace of the shotgun my wife had given Spencer for his birthday. I’m smoking a cigarette in the room where a broken shotgun can be found and feel that it can fool people and pass for the original. I wonder who exchanged Spencer’s shotgun for this unusable shotgun and why? Neither my wife nor my daughter have reappeared and I getting very concerned. My rich employer informed me that my family and I couldn’t remain at the mansion any longer and when I suggested that I could join them tomorrow, he laughed and said that it was pointless in worrying myself like that.


November 24th George Trevor worries something is wrong at the Spencer Mansion. Eleven days have past since arriving on this estate. How did I end up like this? A guy in a lab coat came with a plate of skimpy meal and said to me, “Sorry to put you through this, but it’s for security reasons.” That’s when it hit me. It all makes sense now.

There are only two people that know the secret of this mansion, Sir Spencer and myself. If they kill me, Sir Spencer will be the only person that knows the secret.

But for what purpose? It doesn’t matter now. It’s too dangerous here. My family… I hope they are all right.

I’ve decided to escape… Jessica, Lisa, I pray you are safe.