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A single light blazed in a top window, a beacon for lost and tortured souls.
In the stillness of the night, you could hear their pitiful cries on the wind.
Some said the house was haunted.
Others said it was a mental hospital practicing experimental illegal procedures.
The Authorities left well alone as it was an answer to a problem no-one wished to acknowledge.
Word of mouth told of a haven for the homeless, desperate, lonely and needy, one that provided shelter and compassion without judgement, a bed and hot meal for many of those forgotten and betrayed by Society.