The House with the Red Door

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The wind is blowing rapidly and tosses away layers of soil, causing several little buried skeletons to appear. She is surrounded by these little hands that desperately try to reach out to her. She is drowning and cannot survive the heavy rain that continuously falls—and the heavy winds blowing away her rosebush garden. The wind howls even louder and these tiny hands continue reaching out to her; crying and crying—tormenting her mind...In this chilling thriller, a small family that dwelled for generations in an exclusive mansion will be transformed into nothing but shame and disgrace. And a doctrinal mother and an honest, hardworking nanny will turn what used to be a private home-sweet-home into a whorehouse and a destructive burial ground. The filth that is buried behind the walls of this once used-to-be mansion is as dark as midnight. And no one wants to go near... THE HOUSE WITH THE RED DOOR