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It’s tempting to point out the coincidences at Nocton Hall. Twice requisitioned during the two World Wars,
it was twice pushed into use as a medical facility. It was also twice taken over by the USAF after a period of occupation
by the RAF. And it twice had owners who hardly ever lived there. But there was a more tragic coincidence as well; it has also burned down twice. The house was now just a shell, standing forlornly in its overgrown grounds, surrounded by the smashed rubble of its elegantly carved stone windows and Victorian brickwork. However, whilst the house itself was a picturesque ruin, there was more to discover in its dark and cold basement.
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