Sometimes the woods are a dangerous place...
Twenty years ago psychic Sarah Summers fled from the evil that lurked
in the woods behind her childhood home after it killed most of her
family, but a nasty divorce and financial hardships forces her back
when nothing else could.
With her son, Jeremy, she returns to her grandmother’s dilapidated
house and tries to begin a new life. She meets a man, police
detective, Ben, who falls for her, and she prays her fresh visions of
bloodshed and death deep among the dark trees are not true.
Then the murders begin again and Sarah is hurtled back into the
familiar nightmare that has haunted her her whole life. The evil in
the woods is awake again…and this time it wants her last remaining
brother, her son…and her.
With Ben and Jim’s help can she defeat it this time…and live?
“You have nothing to be sorry about. You did what you thought you had
to do. It took courage to run out there that way. Wanting to help that
“I put you in danger. I didn’t use my head. We can’t fight it. We can’t win.”
“I don’t know what to do anymore.”
I scooted over next to him. “Oh, you’re wrong there. We’ll find a way
to defeat it. Somehow.” I was thinking of Jeremy. I couldn’t let
anything happen to my son. I’d die first. “We have to find a way.”
Deep inside, though, I was afraid we were doomed and it was only a
matter of time. Then the whole family would be gone, wiped off the
face of the earth without a trace. Game over.
“Why am I still alive anyway?” I questioned the empty walls, but they
remained silent. I felt a chill as I tried to keep from falling asleep
was so tired. I shivered as it got colder.
“I’ll help. I promised.” The words were spoken inside my head but I
knew it wasn’t I who spoke them. Then I recognized the voice. It
was my grandmother. She was the reason I was still alive. I was sure.
She’d saved me.