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Cragsmoor — Jennette Letton
HORROR SWEPT OVER HER AS SHE STARED DOWN AT THE LETTER
She didn't have to look again to recognize the handwriting.
The nameless fear that had followed her for so long was finally exposed. Now she knew what horrifying plans grew in that mad mind. Plans that meant death...for herself and for all those she loved.
Plans that she discovered just one day too late...
A HOUSE ALIVE WITH TERROR
The desolate mansion called Cragsmoor cast its sinister spell over all who lived within its walls. There was no escape for
CATHY HENDRICKS, the young bride, chained to Cragsmoor for at least a year by the ironbound terms of a family will.
CHARLES HENDRICKS, Cathy's husband, insisting on the fulfillment of that will for his own strange, dark reasons.
JULIA MACLAREN, Cragsmoor's beautiful mistress, fearfully guarding the secret that shadowed all their fates.
KATE BLAKE, old and bewildered, unaware the she was helping to fulfill Cragsmoor's terrible legacy.
The big, lonely house held them all in its chilling grip. And its next victim waited helplessly for the unseen evil to strike.
She didn't have to look again to recognize the handwriting.
The nameless fear that had followed her for so long was finally exposed. Now she knew what horrifying plans grew in that mad mind. Plans that meant death...for herself and for all those she loved.
Plans that she discovered just one day too late...
A HOUSE ALIVE WITH TERROR
The desolate mansion called Cragsmoor cast its sinister spell over all who lived within its walls. There was no escape for
CATHY HENDRICKS, the young bride, chained to Cragsmoor for at least a year by the ironbound terms of a family will.
CHARLES HENDRICKS, Cathy's husband, insisting on the fulfillment of that will for his own strange, dark reasons.
JULIA MACLAREN, Cragsmoor's beautiful mistress, fearfully guarding the secret that shadowed all their fates.
KATE BLAKE, old and bewildered, unaware the she was helping to fulfill Cragsmoor's terrible legacy.
The big, lonely house held them all in its chilling grip. And its next victim waited helplessly for the unseen evil to strike.