Ulster's Nursery

Those who pass through the Eastern Corridor around midnight can hear the crying of an infant child emanating from the door to the Nursery.

If you were to step inside, however, you'd see that the cradle is empty, the window is boarded shut, and spiders are beginning to spin their webs where they may.

The room has a faint Earthy Smell...

PLAY: The Phone Call and the Letter

Aberdeen Awaits
The spirit of Aberdeen Ulster cries for her mother. She cannot be seen, and while you are present with her she will not cry. But for those who can find a way to communicate with her, she will seek to lead you to where her body lies.