The house on Baselton Hill

The house on Baselton Hill

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The House on Baselton Hill Some houses hold memories. Some hold secrets. And some... hold something far darker. When the Scarves family moves into the infamous house on Baselton Hill, the townspeople watch with fear and grim curiosity. Teen siblings Max and Jamie quickly realize the legends aren't just stories. From ghostly apparitions to chilling visions, the house seems alive-watching, waiting, choosing its next victim. Jamie, the golden child and foul-mouthed artist, sees the world differently-even when it turns grey and twisted before her eyes. Max, protective and cynical, tries to stay grounded as the supernatural creeps closer. And their parents? They think it's all a joke-another experiment for their podcast proving life after death is a myth. But some things aren't jokes. And in a house steeped in violence, survival may be the only thing that matters.
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