Crescent Lane

You look both ways before crossing the street and beginning your walk along Crescent Lane. As you pass by each house, you take note of the intricate details that make them each their own. You also can't help but pick up the vibe that each one emanates. You think about visiting and introducing yourself to some of the homeowners as you investigate each of the houses.

The plaque on the first house's gate reads 'Blackvalley Hall'. The house is dark, as is its aura. It sends a slight shiver down your spine. It feels as though there's a dark cloud lurking about the lot of land. Despite the cold appearance of the house, the gardens that surround it seem incredibly well taken care of. You wonder if the owner is simply just an old hermit who loves is plants.

The smell of fine wine and delectible food wafts over you as you approach the next house. An intricate off-white sign with a frame of dark wood reads 'Ivyport Chateau.' Less of a chateau and more of a winery, you're able to spot the long rows upon rows of grape vinesstretching behind the property. The land laid on the cusp of the city so it surely extended beyond the city's limits. Pulling your attention from the surprising amount of grapevines, you notice the property has a light and airy feel to it; It was certainly more cozy than the last house.

Carrying yourself further along the sidewalk, you come across the final house. A pristine-looking black sign with white lettering reads 'Sinbrook Estate'. You scrunch your nose as you look at the too-clean-looking house. The place reeked of pride. You think perhaps you shouldn't judge the owner based on their house; Maybe they just had very loyal servants who cared deepy for the estate. Your gut tells you you're making things up.

Which gate do you enter?