Beneath the old house something stirred. Agitated and restless, awaiting his master’s return. Stale smells of rotting fish and decaying seaweed permeated up through the cold, damp walls of the ancient sea caves, as wisps of early morning sea mist wove their way through the dark rocks, grasping like fingers at any surface they touched. Back and forth, back and forth. The creature paced uneasily.
Wrenched from the comfort of his average life, Thomas has to leave behind everything that is familiar when his family inherit Foxwood Hall, and he makes the move from Dorchester to Cornwall.
However, Foxwood Hall is not all it appears to be. The house has a life of its own, and is waiting to reveal its hidden secrets. As secret passages and curious artefacts are uncovered, something else is disturbed. Frightening, unwanted visitors begin to creep from their hiding places during the night, wreaking havoc as they go. Behind locked doors rooms have a life of their own, and with a mysterious arrival, Thomas knows his life will never be the same again.
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