nocton hall | tragic coincidences

It was almost as if the fire simply stopped along a vertical plane between the northern annexe and the rest of the house. I suspect it was probably more to do with the lower roof line and fire doors rather than some strange supernatural force.

The annexe felt institutionalised with its plain, tired decoration. There was very little (if any) of the houseís original fixtures here. This is not surprising given how the house was first leased to the forces as a convalescent home for young American offices in 1917. The following year it was sold to a William H. Dennis, who didnít like village life, and so the hall remained partially vacant (and presumably unchanged).