A Tabloid Article by Linden Dunham
An isolated stretch of road passes close to an area of woodland. In the evenings, as dusk falls, two women can often be seen standing in the trees. They are both young and attractive if dressed rather eccentrically in long black cloaks and dresses that seem to hark back to the Victorian era. They seem to be waiting for something, or someone. Eventually one, or both of them steps out of the woods and flags down a passing car and asks the driver, usually a lone male, for a lift to their home nearby. The driver usually agrees and takes them to their destination – a mouldering Victorian mansion situated in its own grounds on the other side of the woods down a narrow lane leading off the main road. On arrival at the house the driver is invited inside, with the implied promise of being shown a good time. If they accept, and they generally do, they are never heard from again.