The plea came to Malcolm Ross the very night he'd offered to help: You said you would like to help me if I needed it; and I believe you meant what you said. The time has come sooner than I expected. I am in dreadful trouble, and do not know where to turn, or to whom to apply. An attempt has, I fear, been made to murder my Father; though, thank God, he still lives. But he is quite unconscious. The doctors and police have been sent for; but there is no one here whom I can depend on. Come at once, if you are able to; and forgive me if you can. I suppose I shall realize later what I have done in asking such a favor; but at present I cannot think. Come! Come at once!
And what could he do, once he'd read that note? The only thing that any man would do.
Malcolm Ross went to face the trial that waited in the Trelawny home. And because he did, the jewel of horror was unleashed - and that unleashed the horror consumes us all.
The horror of the seven stars.
A novel of unyielding terror from the author of Dracula.