When Eileen Donegan read the cable from Aunt Agnes inviting her to Drumroe, the ancestral Donegan home, she did not feel the slightest twinge of terror.

It was not until she arrived in Ireland that the dread inner warning swept over her.

Eileen's strange gift, the power of seeing into the future, had always frightened her. For each time the unbidden glimpse had ended in tragedy.

Her fear deepened when she found that Aunt Agnes had disappeared, had left Drumroe without explanation. She knew then, without knowing why, that her aunt was dead. And that something evil, some horror out of the past, was coiling to strike again.