In a secluded corner of the extensive courtyard is a small enclosed area is the Manor's kitchen garden. The gate on the rusty iron fence creaks when pushed open, but inside there is a variety of both plants and weeds. Though they are visually appealing, don't let down your guard; any living thing can become possessed.

Once a private place of worship for the human owners of the plantation, this small building of the Courtyard is now a skeleton of its former charm. All the stained glass it broken and evidence of a fire has taken most of the pews and alters, leaving only the study, stone body of the building. This place holds a permanent essence of sorrow and loss.... Feel free to prayer here; though don't expect this to save you.