Boredom, that's what Raven expected when she heard of her mission. Trespassing and noise disturbance in an abandoned house was hardly worth her time but weird things keep happening. Maybe there's some truth in that old urban legend. Maybe the house on Sparrow Lane is haunted. After all, why else would there be a murder staged in the old manor? BBRAE

The night seemed particularly dark with only a campfire for company. The shadows danced along the edge of the wagon, on the surrounding trees and on the outlined faces of the men sleeping wrapped up in their blankets. It was hard to believe the man she had once loved, was dead. Sometimes all that's left for you is a bottle of whiskey and an ex-dictator by your side.