The house talked; Linda Randolph could hear it. The objects in it talked too- chairs, tables, couches, a big, squashy hassock that squatted obscenely in a corner of the bedroom. But the voice of the house was the loudest. Sometimes it said, leave him; sometimes it wailed, I wish he'd die. And sometimes its suggestion was even more direct. Linda was afraid that, as her husband suggested, she was losing her mind. Either that, or her husband was truly involved with brutal forces beyond the limits of human sanity...
Original title: The Dark on the Other Side
Genre: Fiction→ Horror