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The Tormented — Dorothy Daniels
I WAS PETRIFIED.
Can Sharon defend herself against an unseen terror that howls at her from beyond the grave?
Slowly, by themselves, the lamps went out and the room was filled with flickering. ominous shadows. Even the air was hushed. It grew cold -- a clammy coldness that held me in a vise.
The room suddenly became alive with an icy wind. Each cold blast seemed to originate in the middle of the room and spread to the four walls. As the wind screamed I heard a shrill voice howl my name over and over again.
As if in answer a glass case lifted from a table and hurled itself toward the mantle and crashed.
A Ghost Called Me Back to The Pillars
I returned, but not as mistress, to The Pillars, the Louisiana estate my family had owned. It had been sold to pay my father's debts, and the new owners had hired me as a governess. But the Beaumonts wanted more from me than tutoring and child care. They wanted me to banish the ghost that haunted the mansion, flung objects and shrilly screamed a name--my name. They wanted me to rid The Pillars of the specter they said was the ghost of my mother...
Can Sharon defend herself against an unseen terror that howls at her from beyond the grave?
Slowly, by themselves, the lamps went out and the room was filled with flickering. ominous shadows. Even the air was hushed. It grew cold -- a clammy coldness that held me in a vise.
The room suddenly became alive with an icy wind. Each cold blast seemed to originate in the middle of the room and spread to the four walls. As the wind screamed I heard a shrill voice howl my name over and over again.
As if in answer a glass case lifted from a table and hurled itself toward the mantle and crashed.
A Ghost Called Me Back to The Pillars
I returned, but not as mistress, to The Pillars, the Louisiana estate my family had owned. It had been sold to pay my father's debts, and the new owners had hired me as a governess. But the Beaumonts wanted more from me than tutoring and child care. They wanted me to banish the ghost that haunted the mansion, flung objects and shrilly screamed a name--my name. They wanted me to rid The Pillars of the specter they said was the ghost of my mother...