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The Darkest Room — Grace Corren
Touch of The Dead
Toby had been Anne Gunther's first and only love -- but Toby was three years dead, killed in a tragic car crash for which Anne still felt responsible. But was Toby dead? Or was he still with her, unwilling to let her know peace as long as she still lived the life of which he had been deprived? Anne tried to escape to Edith Allen's country house, but no matter where she went, how far she traveled, she could not escape from herself. She saw Toby in every stranger, in every darkened room, until she thought that she must be losing her mind. The old house that was to have been a refuge soon became a prison -- and then fantasy turned to reality as someone in the Allen house tried to kill her! Was that someone motivated by living hatred for this girl who was a stranger in their midst -- or was it the ghost of Toby, who could not rest until Anne joined him in eternity?
An Old Lover's Ghost
Toby had been Anne Gunther's first and only love, and Toby was dead -- killed in a tragic car crash for which Anne felt responsible. But was Toby dead? Anne sought to escape her morbid thoughts with a job, but now -- cataloguing antiques in aged Edith Clarke's country home -- she seemed to see Toby in every darkened room. Was he a ghost come back to accuse her, or worse, to haunt her with a longing she could never fulfill? Impossible…and yet strange events in the Clarke Homestead daily renewed Anne's shock. Bill Seaman, Edith's charming cousin, tried to soothe her, but could she trust Bill? Where was Edith herself -- ill in a locked room, as Bill said, or spirited away by an unknown Evil and not there at all…?
Who was the real Ghost in the magnificent old country manor? Who was torturing Anne with guilt -- and why? Unless she found out, her mind, her life itself, were doomed to total destruction!
A YEARNING GHOST?
The collapsed stable was in a remote corner of the grounds, but Anne, in the grip of the ominous mystery that had enveloped the Clarke Homestead, felt compelled to pick her way towards its ruins.
By what power of imagination -- or madness -- had she seen Toby in the manor's hall mirror? Was the same power driving her now toward an unused, almost totally devastated building she had no real reason to examine?
Toby, for whom she yearned, was dead. Had her desolate heart been called to this scene of desolation -- by his ghost?
Anne's mind struggled against that destructive power, if such it was. When she reached the stable, a rising horror drew her foot back from the doorsill. She turned away. But then a sudden movement from within caught her attention and, numbed, she entered the darkness…
Toby had been Anne Gunther's first and only love -- but Toby was three years dead, killed in a tragic car crash for which Anne still felt responsible. But was Toby dead? Or was he still with her, unwilling to let her know peace as long as she still lived the life of which he had been deprived? Anne tried to escape to Edith Allen's country house, but no matter where she went, how far she traveled, she could not escape from herself. She saw Toby in every stranger, in every darkened room, until she thought that she must be losing her mind. The old house that was to have been a refuge soon became a prison -- and then fantasy turned to reality as someone in the Allen house tried to kill her! Was that someone motivated by living hatred for this girl who was a stranger in their midst -- or was it the ghost of Toby, who could not rest until Anne joined him in eternity?
An Old Lover's Ghost
Toby had been Anne Gunther's first and only love, and Toby was dead -- killed in a tragic car crash for which Anne felt responsible. But was Toby dead? Anne sought to escape her morbid thoughts with a job, but now -- cataloguing antiques in aged Edith Clarke's country home -- she seemed to see Toby in every darkened room. Was he a ghost come back to accuse her, or worse, to haunt her with a longing she could never fulfill? Impossible…and yet strange events in the Clarke Homestead daily renewed Anne's shock. Bill Seaman, Edith's charming cousin, tried to soothe her, but could she trust Bill? Where was Edith herself -- ill in a locked room, as Bill said, or spirited away by an unknown Evil and not there at all…?
Who was the real Ghost in the magnificent old country manor? Who was torturing Anne with guilt -- and why? Unless she found out, her mind, her life itself, were doomed to total destruction!
A YEARNING GHOST?
The collapsed stable was in a remote corner of the grounds, but Anne, in the grip of the ominous mystery that had enveloped the Clarke Homestead, felt compelled to pick her way towards its ruins.
By what power of imagination -- or madness -- had she seen Toby in the manor's hall mirror? Was the same power driving her now toward an unused, almost totally devastated building she had no real reason to examine?
Toby, for whom she yearned, was dead. Had her desolate heart been called to this scene of desolation -- by his ghost?
Anne's mind struggled against that destructive power, if such it was. When she reached the stable, a rising horror drew her foot back from the doorsill. She turned away. But then a sudden movement from within caught her attention and, numbed, she entered the darkness…