Every second generation of the Hale line dies at the hands of an unnameable monster on his 80th birthday. The current Lord Hale turns 80 this Saturday.
To protect himself, Lord Hale has invited paranormal investigation experts Tempest Michaels and Amanda Harper plus their friends and a whole host of other guests from different fields of supernatural exploration for a birthday dinner at his mansion.
As they sit down for dinner, the lights start to dim and a moaning noise disturbs the polite conversation. Has Lord Hale placed his faith in the right people, or just led them to share his doom?
Finding themselves trapped, Tempest and Amanda, with friends Big Ben and Patience must join forces with a wizard, some scientists, and occult experts, ghost chasers, witches, and other assorted idiots as they fight to make it through the night in one piece.
Could this be their final adventure? Will Tempest finally be proven wrong about the paranormal?
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‘You know what this means?’ Dr Parrish couldn’t keep the excitement from his voice, he was almost bubbling over with it.
‘Well, I don’t,’ said Tempest’s mum, Mary, as she came to see what all the fuss was about. ‘Michael thinks he can get the elevator working shortly. It’s just a case of… no, I forgot what he said already. He was talking about electronics, which to me sounds like just as much rubbish as you lot talk.’ I loved that she always said whatever she thought and never considered that she should hold back or consider other people’s feelings.
It was Narcissus who provided the answer. ‘We can summon and trap him,’ she murmured. Despite his injury, Dr Parrish raised his hand for Frank to give him a high five, then winced when he got it.
‘Trap him how?’ I asked, wondering if I was about to regret the question.
Frank stepped by me, heading back the way we had come and away from the elevator and its prospect of escape. ‘Back in the library, we have to find a way to complete the circle so we can use it.’ He started making a mental list. ‘We have to find a small amount of silver, some chalk to inscribe protective runes…’
‘I have silver,’ Narcissus admitted guiltily. ‘When you asked us to look for it earlier, it didn’t occur to me that my jewellery is silver.’
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Spanish
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Laura Romo
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