As Cooper was enjoying his rather interesting visit and tour with the young maid Jessica, he was suddenly distracted from the most attractive ‘show’. He felt the same sensation that he had felt as he passed the locked room. The moth like whispering a and the dry fluttering, Jessica felt something  too, as if hands were reaching out to her, wandering  over skin with a cold touch, as if something was caressing its way into her mind.<br/><br/>However Cooper’s sharp ears were aware of something else, something more tangible, voices, though they were muffled he could tell they were foreign. Surely whoever they were, were neither guests nor servants…<br/>