At the end of Hallowmere Road, opposite some disused tennis courts, stands the Horsingdon Horrorhouse - at least, that is what it has long been refered to by generations of children, who have perennially dared one another to play ‘knock down Ginger’ on the front door of the now-untenanted building.
No one quite remember how the house got its sinister name - at least that is what the more elderly residents of the region claim; but when asked about the house, these individuals invariably betray their discomfort. Thus there are those that surmise that something did once happened at the house - something so, inconceivably terrible that the locals now seek to utterly erase all knowledge and memory of that event...
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