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An orphan boy, Stephen Elliott, goes to live with his reclusive cousin, Mr. Abney, at Aswarby Hall. Though seemingly kind, Abney harbors sinister plans rooted in his obsession with ancient rites of immortality. Haunted visions of two vanished children reveal the terrible truth: they were his earlier victims. On the appointed night, their restless spirits return, and Abney meets a gruesome fate—leaving Stephen spared from becoming the final "lost heart."
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An orphan boy, Stephen Elliott, goes to live with his reclusive cousin, Mr. Abney, at Aswarby Hall. Though seemingly kind, Abney harbors sinister plans rooted in his obsession with ancient rites of immortality. Haunted visions of two vanished children reveal the terrible truth: they were his earlier victims. On the appointed night, their restless spirits return, and Abney meets a gruesome fate—leaving Stephen spared from becoming the final “lost heart.”
Orphan, Ritual, Ghosts
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It was, as far as I can ascertain, in September of the year 1811 that a post-chaise drew up before the door of Aswarby Hall, in the heart of Lincolnshire. The little boy who was the only passenger in the chaise, and who jumped out as soon as it had stopped, looked about him with the keenest curiosity during the short interval that elapsed between the ringing of the bell and the opening of the hall door. He saw a tall, square, red-brick house, built in the reign of Anne; a stone-pillared porch had been added in the purer classical style of 1790; the windows of the house were many, tall and narrow, with small panes and thick white woodwork. A pediment, pierced with a round window, crowned the front. There were wings to right and left, connected by curious glazed galleries, supported by colonnades, with the central block. These wings plainly contained the stables and offices of the house. Each was surmounted by an ornamental cupola with a gilded vane.