In the heart of Holly Springs, Mississippi, an iron fence guards one of the town’s oldest homes — a stately white mansion built in 1837, known as Featherston Place. Its grand columns and sweeping porch have survived war, sickness, and time itself… but some say not everything inside ever moved on.

For generations, visitors have whispered of footsteps on the stairs that stop halfway and vanish into silence — and of a pale woman seen drifting through the halls, the soft gleam of a cameo at her throat catching what little light remains.

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