RDRTC1877
In 1977, all Janet Hodgson wanted was a quiet life in a cramped council house in Enfield. But
what she got instead... was a voice that wasn't hers, furniture that moved on its own, and the feeling that something old and angry had decided her body was its new home.
At first it was just knocks in the walls and toys flying across the room while her mum tried to hold the family together. Then came the rasping voice of a dead man who swore the house was his, not theirs. The neighbours watched, the newspapers laughed and the investigators argued. Everyone wanted proof of a haunting... or proof that she was lying.
Janet just wanted to stop being afraid of going to sleep.
As the Enfield Poltergeist turns her home into a battleground, Janet finds herself trapped between journalists, skeptics, believers, and experts, who talk about her like she's not even in the room. Branded a witch, a freak, and a fraud, she starts to wonder what's worse: being possessed by a ghost, or being abandoned by the living.
Whatever is haunting her doesn't just want her house. It wants her
DISCLAIMER:
Parts of this story will have events that have occurred in the second Conjuring movie and will have custom characters from my stories involved.