For visually challenged writers, the image shows an imposing stone gateway, with pillars carved with foliage and strange faces… and the gates standing ajar.

No-one saw anyone enter or leave Farrow House.
There was no letter box, no doorbell, no intercom system. In fact no way to communicate with anyone on the inside that someone outside required access.
The gates were huge and heavy, the stone pillars ornate and foreboding, the centre of the concrete threshold green with lichen through lack of traffic.
The property stood in solitary grounds, the townsfolk accepting of its presence and the reclusive family who resided there.

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