The Ladies of Holderness

"You must be mad!" That's what Carol's frineds told her. Only a madwoman would choose to keep house for thirteen old ladies on a gloomy, remote farm. But alone and penniless, Carol had no choice. The ladies demands were slight, but their orders soon turned ominous. Carol must not enter the single room from which emanated the terrifying sounds that tortured her sleep. But like the black cat that shadowed her steps, Carol was consumed by curiosity. Instead of fleeing with the ardent lawyer who warned her against Holderness Farm, Carol crossed the forbidden threshold, and found herself caught in the sway of an insatiable demonic presence.