Long, long ago the witch had been hanged--a stake driven through her heart. But never was she set to rest; always would her spirit drift across the moors.
Many, many years later her empty grave would be found by Arnold Lewes. And from that yawning chasm, a fear would stretch out and lead him to a shrieking terror-ridden confrontation with the supernatural.
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