First the birds went quiet.
Then the evening sky filled with strange clouds that trapped the heat below.
Now Callum wakes, dripping in sweat. Something has come to his isolated Welsh farm. If he’s going to keep his family alive during this single night when all hell breaks loose, he’ll have to think fast. And when he sees what he’s facing, he suspects even that may not be enough.
Otherworldly creepiness that captures the uneasy fear of the film Signs, or the early books of Dean Koontz and Richard Laymon. This blast of a book can be read in one nail-biting session.
