Abigail Knight

In the 19 years I have been living, I have always yearned to know the truth of the spiritual. Growing up, I heard voices, saw things that weren’t realistic and be subject to horrors unspeakable to most. My mother died at the hands on my father whom I shoved a knife through his chest when I tried to pin me and stab me the same, his own hand was his undoing but I still believe something was controlling him that day, he wasn’t himself. You see I am a collector of sorts and when me and my group of friends known as “Ravens” went seeking the truth about Arthur Hunford, I discovered a book upon a lecture in a room that was drenched in dried blood. Its pages were bound by blood and the text was not ink, it was written entirely in blood. The secrets of Ravenshill still wait to be discovered and now, with this book, I will uncover the dark truth, I hope that is the case that is.