Randolph is lost on his way to look at to look at an estate. The straight roads on the map look nothing like the winding curves in front of him. He hates to use the GPS as it reminds him of Harriet telling him he’d gone the wrong way yet again. When the rain forces him to seek shelter at Lorn Hall, he finds himself in the kind of place that he would love to wander around. Although a nagging feeling tells him not to go inside, Randolph dismisses it and walks into the spooky home, a decision he would soon regret.
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