The Bones of St. Pancras

In the restless heart of Victorian London, where soot blackened the skies and ambition paved over the past, the foundations of St. Pancras Station were laid upon ground soaked in silent history. Beneath the spires of St. Pancras Old Church, centuries of the dead were unearthed in the name of progress — their bones carted away without question, until one grave, belonging to a long-forgotten Frenchman, stirred a scandal that blurred the line between truth, superstition, and convenience. What was meant to be a monument to modernity would instead awaken whispers of the restless dead, forever entwining the station’s grandeur with the secrets buried beneath its stones.