A chilling legend clings to the weathered walls and overgrown paths of the old Hermitage Plantation, a tale whispered in hushed tones by the locals. It is said that the restless spirit of Alice Flagg, a woman whose life was tragically cut short, roams the grounds even now. Not in gentle peace, but in a desperate, unending search.

Her spectral form drifts through the shadows, her pale hand forever reaching, eyes wide with a sorrow that time cannot diminish. The object of her eternal quest? A silver ring, lost somewhere in the tangled undergrowth of the nearby lake, or perhaps buried beneath the roots of ancient oaks. The injustice she suffered in life has bound her soul to this place, a prisoner of unfinished business and enduring pain. Her presence—a cold, ethereal breeze—lingers as a constant reminder of her tormented existence.

And further fueling the somber mood, the legend claims that Alice's close family—her mother Margaret and her older brother Allard now forever absent—perished in a devastating hurricane that swept through the region not long after her death.

It is a story of profound loss, where even the afterlife couldn't offer much needed solace. Perhaps their souls have finally found the peace that escaped Alice, dwelling in some celestial realm, a sacred place where angels sing their ethereal lullabies. But here, on the haunted plantation, Alice’s ghost remains, a somber echo of tragedy, a timeless echo of a life interrupted, and true love forever lost....

Inspired by actual events of Alice Flagg's life story that had taken place in 1849 in South Carolina.