The great game Stories

Prologue – 1924 He cautiously made his way down the narrow stone steps. He could sense the answer was here. All the rumours, the stories–he was finally going to discover the truth. Here, in this small building–in this hidden room–he would prove that it was all a lie; that there was no such thing as ghosts, or wit… It was the tiniest of sounds, but the hair instantly rose on the back of his neck. He turned, and the blood d...