The Lord of Misrule
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Experience the creeping presence of violent terror stalking the world again--the lingering, angry power of the Satanic dead!
The Clemsworth Museum after midnight; a place empty of life but dripping with something more. A vault to be plundered by some, a house to be used for want of power by others. But for Godric Durst it is a location to be guarded in boredom, and for Adelheid Galli a paper-filled tomb to be organized for her career's sake.
Their haunt by night and very lives shall soon be infiltrated by terrible violence, imperiled by the insidious machinations of the living--and the dead!
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