A real old-fashioned gripper - a dark and heady brew
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Simon? she wihispered, her head pressed against the carved scrolls of the coffin. Simon, my baby, what has happened to you? The face below her own smiled., As the smile increased, the eyes burned. THey were magnetic, demanding, total. A hand came up toward her. At first it was nothing more than a caress, a gentle stroking of her neck, but slowly, surely, irreversible, the grip became more firm, the fingers tightened....
A tale of horror and Satanic possession.....for the audience captivated by Rosemary's Baby and Audrey Rose.
A tale of horror and Satanic possession.....for the audience captivated by Rosemary's Baby and Audrey Rose.
