Just the thought of the place made Tom’s hair stand on end. Ever since the terrible murders all those years ago, the Manson house, huge, forbidding and very possibly haunted, had been cloaked in a shroud of mystery and evil.
Tom knew he should have put his foot down at Laura’s crazy plan, but he couldn’t let his own twin sister think he was scared. Now they were going to the house, alone and at twilight. It was a good thing ghosts were just a figment of the imagination – or were they…?