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When Guy finds the deeds to a house in his mother's attic, it seems like an incredible stroke of luck. Sure, the building hasn't been inhabited in forty years and vines strangle the age-stained walls, but Guy is convinced he can clean it up and sell it. He'd be crazy to turn down free money. Right? The house is hours from any other habitation, and Guy can't get phone reception in the old building. He decides to camp there while he does repairs. Surely nothing too bad can happen in the space of a week. But there's a reason no one lives in Rookward House, and the dilapidated rooms aren't as empty as they seem...
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HAUNTING OF ROOKWARD HOUSE, Darcy Coates
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- Année de publication
- 2020
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- Titre
- HAUNTING OF ROOKWARD HOUSE
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Darcy Coates
- Publié
- 2020
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 262
- ISBN10
- 1728221730
- ISBN13
- 9781728221731
- Séries
- Mots clés
- Fiction, Horreur, Littérature américaine, Phénomènes surnaturels, Cadeaux pour les messieurs, Horreur surnaturelle, Littérature australienne, Maisons hantées
- Première publication
- 2017
- Titre original
- The Haunting of Rookward House
- Évaluation
- 3,85 sur 5
- Description
- When Guy finds the deeds to a house in his mother's attic, it seems like an incredible stroke of luck. Sure, the building hasn't been inhabited in forty years and vines strangle the age-stained walls, but Guy is convinced he can clean it up and sell it. He'd be crazy to turn down free money. Right? The house is hours from any other habitation, and Guy can't get phone reception in the old building. He decides to camp there while he does repairs. Surely nothing too bad can happen in the space of a week. But there's a reason no one lives in Rookward House, and the dilapidated rooms aren't as empty as they seem...