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My name is Emily, that's all I know.

I want to remember what happened. Or do I?

Dark shadows they move through my head, all the time. They have no faces. No words. I see are ugly people creeping through the dark walls. And then the evil thing grows bigger inside me. Who can I go to for help? There is no-one. Who can I believe? Liars are everywhere in this place, this pretty village. You see the truth is buried deep inside me, right next to the heavy burden of guilt. Because, yes I have done something terrible.

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Ali Vere

PROLOGUE

'I can't have children,' he said, 'and my wife is going to leave me.' Lifting his pint glass he sighed and gulped back his beer. 'You know you could help.' He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and stared at me.

And yes, I did help. I gave him what he wanted, and he gave me what I needed. Money. Lots of money, whenever I asked. Until he and his wife got fed up with my pleas for more, and my threats to go to the police and tell them everything.

But now the child has gone, and I am left to choke out my final breath, to choke out the thick, black smoke that is swirling through this evil house. The hand of the devil has found me.