Chapter 15: I Live on Bluffhove Mountain

The hunchbacked old man’s hospitality had a sinister and chilling undertone. Juliana Mabbett sat calmly, her gaze cold.
What others couldn’t see, she could!
The small room didn’t just contain two people; there were also two ghostly figures seated on either side of her.
On her left sat a young man with a face full of sharp teeth, while on her right was an old woman whose aged face was crawling with maggots.
“This isn’t Smallstone Village,” Juliana said calmly.
Now...