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The Bride of Cairngore — Jean Francis Webb
NIGHTMARE OF POSSESSION
One the side of a towering Hawaiian mountain, overlooking a breathtakingly beautiful valley, stood the great mansion of Cairngore. For Jessica Warren, brought to this isolated spot to plan the renovation of this century-old house, it seemed at first a decorator's dream. But from the moment she crossed its threshold, that dream turned into a nightmare.
Was its master, Duncan Gore, the handsome, charming man he sometimes appeared to be -- or was he possessed by the spirit of an ancestor whose bloody deeds still filled the local natives with fear? Was the specter of a woman who stalked the decaying house and overgrown gardens a legend -- or was she a satanic spirit that was attempting to enter Jessica herself? Jessica Warren told herself that she did not believe in ghosts -- but she could not deny the terror that was clawing at her, or the abyss of horror into which she plunged…
One the side of a towering Hawaiian mountain, overlooking a breathtakingly beautiful valley, stood the great mansion of Cairngore. For Jessica Warren, brought to this isolated spot to plan the renovation of this century-old house, it seemed at first a decorator's dream. But from the moment she crossed its threshold, that dream turned into a nightmare.
Was its master, Duncan Gore, the handsome, charming man he sometimes appeared to be -- or was he possessed by the spirit of an ancestor whose bloody deeds still filled the local natives with fear? Was the specter of a woman who stalked the decaying house and overgrown gardens a legend -- or was she a satanic spirit that was attempting to enter Jessica herself? Jessica Warren told herself that she did not believe in ghosts -- but she could not deny the terror that was clawing at her, or the abyss of horror into which she plunged…