The Haunting of Geirskalder

Case 230#

Location: Geistkalder House, Scotland

Prologue

Rosaline Cain buried her head under her pillow, trying to block out the noises. Bangs, rattles and crashes echoed through the house, running along the walls and ceilings; footsteps pattered up and down the corridors; voices on the threshold of hearing whispered gibberish, sobbing and occasionally screaming.

She groped for her husband's hand and clung on tightly. "Oh Rich," she whispered, "why did we ever come here in the first place?"

Richard Cain stroked Rosaline's hair, soothing her with . What could he say? He felt the same way as she did. Ever since they'd brought this place they'd been terrorised by unseen horrors almost every day and night. They'd brought this place not long after their son's third birthday, with dreams of turning it into their own beautiful hotel. But it wasn't to be.

Rosaline shivered and moved closer to Richard as a particularly violent thump sounded in the corridor outside. "I hate this! I hate everything about it! It's not safe hereā€¦" She trailed off and wiped a tear from her cheek. "Promise me we'll sort this out. Please?" Her voice was barely more than a broken murmer.

Richard wrapped his arms around her and gave a heavy sigh. "I promise, Rosy. First thing in the morning we'll get a medium in. The ghosts will be gone in no time."

"I hope you're right. I really do."

Outside Rosaline and Richard Cain's bedroom, rain poured down from the sky in heavy torrents. Black clouds completely obliterated the sky and every now and again lighting would streak across the bruised heavens. The drumming of the rain was the only sound outside the house though. There was no wind: not even a slight breeze. It was as if the whole world had been frozen in this one rainstorm.

Down the long, winding driveway, by the front gate, a sign swung slowly in a non-existent gust. It gently swayed back and forth as if someone had just walked by it. But nobody had.

A sudden flash of lightning illuminated the sign for a moment in brilliant white light. It read: Welcome to Geistkalder.