It was nine-thirty on Christmas eve.
Arthur Kipps is a mature and responsible individual. His first wife & child died many years ago, but he has since found happiness with his second wife and her children, although they are mostly grown at this stage. One Christmas eve the family is gathered together, and as is traditional the children begin to tell each other ghost stories. But when they ask Arthur to join in he surprises them by becoming quite shaken, and almost fleeing the cosy room, returning later and pretending that his emotions had not overwhlemed him. He knows his behaviour has upset and puzzled his wife, but feels unable to confide in her, as he doesn’t wish to relive the memories, instead he decides to write out exactly what happened. If at some future date he dies then this story will be read.
And it is a haunting, creepy and atmospheric tale.