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The Tower Room — Julia Trevelyan
Was she doomed to become the next helpless sacrifice to a terrifying age old evil .
THORNCROFT
Gloomy, isolated, a mansion whose long history was checkered with legends of witchcraft and deviltry. It was here that wealthy Richard Prine brought his beautiful young bride Jane. And in a house peopled only by Richard's aged relatives and ghostly memories of others long-dead, Jane soon found herself falling under Thorncroft's destructive enchantment. Even Richard slowly appeared to change before her eyes at times seeming almost a total stranger.
Cut off from the outside world and suddenly beset by a mysterious illness, Jane had nowhere to turn, nowhere but to the handsome local doctor, Charles Marcher . Yet even Charles could not fully understand the terror which possessed Jane, as an ancient spell of unimaginable evil sought to claim her very soul . . .
THE DEVIL'S EYE
The chain was light, delicately wrought gold. Suspended from a ring of platinum was a tear-shaped red stone encased in a web of gold so fine its lines seemed to have been etched on the surface of the gem itself. As soon as she saw it, Jane knew she could never live without it, that once she placed it around her neck she would never want to take it off. And as Richard swung the necklace round her neck, Jane felt an excitement that was almost sexual.
Then he said, “It's got a name, you know…the jewel.”
“How very nice. What is it?
“It's called the Devil's Eye.”
And as the name was spoken, the pendant seemed to move to response. Jane's eyes opened wide with terror as the chain tightened on her throat. “I can't breathe,” she screamed. She tore her hand away from her throat, reaching for Richard, but it was too late. Everything was over. She felt herself falling, as if in slow motion, as a great warmth surrounded her. And then darkness took over…
THORNCROFT
Gloomy, isolated, a mansion whose long history was checkered with legends of witchcraft and deviltry. It was here that wealthy Richard Prine brought his beautiful young bride Jane. And in a house peopled only by Richard's aged relatives and ghostly memories of others long-dead, Jane soon found herself falling under Thorncroft's destructive enchantment. Even Richard slowly appeared to change before her eyes at times seeming almost a total stranger.
Cut off from the outside world and suddenly beset by a mysterious illness, Jane had nowhere to turn, nowhere but to the handsome local doctor, Charles Marcher . Yet even Charles could not fully understand the terror which possessed Jane, as an ancient spell of unimaginable evil sought to claim her very soul . . .
THE DEVIL'S EYE
The chain was light, delicately wrought gold. Suspended from a ring of platinum was a tear-shaped red stone encased in a web of gold so fine its lines seemed to have been etched on the surface of the gem itself. As soon as she saw it, Jane knew she could never live without it, that once she placed it around her neck she would never want to take it off. And as Richard swung the necklace round her neck, Jane felt an excitement that was almost sexual.
Then he said, “It's got a name, you know…the jewel.”
“How very nice. What is it?
“It's called the Devil's Eye.”
And as the name was spoken, the pendant seemed to move to response. Jane's eyes opened wide with terror as the chain tightened on her throat. “I can't breathe,” she screamed. She tore her hand away from her throat, reaching for Richard, but it was too late. Everything was over. She felt herself falling, as if in slow motion, as a great warmth surrounded her. And then darkness took over…
