The Midnight Hand

About the book

It was only when he woke up that Tom realized he'd been asleep. It was still night-time, and outside a raging wind was buffeting the windows and howling down the chimney - not that it was the wind which had woken Tom...

When Tom starts at Styles Grange Boarding School he knows he will feel a little lonely, but he never dreamed he'd experience such pure terror! For at midnight, when the bronze bell tolls, Tom feels something stroking his cheek, something cold and dry. . . a skeletal hand!