Dead branches claw the attic roof, a solitary candle is lit, trembling hands crack open a long-forgotten trunk, and out pours an evening of blood, madness and murder. Have you heard? The widow Lincoln is free from the asylum!
Dead branches claw the attic roof, a solitary candle is lit, trembling hands crack open a long-forgotten trunk, and out pours an evening of blood, madness and murder. Have you heard? The widow Lincoln is free from the asylum!