“The lantern held aloft; brief flashes of our surroundings were all we were privy to. The masses of bones were brown now, jaws collapsed mid-scream and crammed into boxes three at a time. Wooden coffins crumbled effortlessly to time, exposing ancient, dusty remains, some crushed by metal plate armour. They nested bugs and creatures that need never know the light of day, that probed in the darkest reaches of the world, far away from human sights and sensibilities. The loose stone floor was looser than ever, the path narrower, threatening to roll ankles and cast curious wanderers into a pit of forgotten despair. Everything felt tighter around me as if the walls of skulls were closing in, but also supernaturally colder. ~ Chief Inspector Frederick Abberline, The Ripper Lives, Into the Black (4/10)” Horror FictionHorror StoryVictorian Horror1800s HorrorHictorical Horror FictionHistorial HorrorHistorical Horror NovelVictorian Horror BooksVictorian Horror FictionVictorian Horror Novels Book:The Ripper Lives: Jack the Ripper Series I - Into the Black Source: The Ripper Lives: Jack the Ripper Series I - Into the Black