Chris Bardsley
Tom Cotton
language
( Aug. 12, 2017)
Fulton Hall had come to a sad end, a derelict shell overgrown with tangled vines, and stories of it being haunted keeping anyone from venturing within.
When Tom saw a mysterious light flashing around the Hall, he decided to investigate further with his friend Ken. They soon wished they hadn't following their discovery within the ruins.
Lower Wallow was normally a sleepy village, nothing ever exciting happened beyond that of the annual country fair. On this particular day everyone had turned out to enjoy the festivities, all apart from the village Constable who had decided to check on the Hall purely by chance that Tom's story would turn out to be nothing more than a boyish fantasy.
However, when he failed to return, both boys returned to the Hall and found themselves caught up in the monumental discovery of an ornate ancient box which had lain hidden for years.
A box holding the secrets of thousands of years of ancient history.
A box whose secrets will be revealed in this exciting mystery.
When Tom saw a mysterious light flashing around the Hall, he decided to investigate further with his friend Ken. They soon wished they hadn't following their discovery within the ruins.
Lower Wallow was normally a sleepy village, nothing ever exciting happened beyond that of the annual country fair. On this particular day everyone had turned out to enjoy the festivities, all apart from the village Constable who had decided to check on the Hall purely by chance that Tom's story would turn out to be nothing more than a boyish fantasy.
However, when he failed to return, both boys returned to the Hall and found themselves caught up in the monumental discovery of an ornate ancient box which had lain hidden for years.
A box holding the secrets of thousands of years of ancient history.
A box whose secrets will be revealed in this exciting mystery.
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