The Signal from Oak Hollow
Act I The basement door had not been opened in twenty years, not since her father died, and Bell Thorne stood before it on the landing, the flashlight beam trembling in her hand, and wondered if she was mad to be doing this. The house above her groaned. It always groaned now, the timber contracting in the cool night air, the plaster cracking in places that had been cracked before she was born...
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