Her skin crawled with spiders, invisible parasites burrowing their way inside her until she was unable to fight the fear any longer. Miya squeezed her eyes shut, trying to kick and thrash-whatever she could do to get away.

Her lips-quirked at the edges-descended towards Miya’s. The mask was decorated with gleaming black and purple that swirled together like oil and water, slick against the smooth, flawless ivory. It extended down her face in a sharp V, past her lips and over the edge of her chin. Miya could see the mask clearly now-a hard, bone shell, shaped like a raven’s beak.

The phantom woman from the dream hovered directly above her, her face inches away as she mirrored Miya’s prostrate form. All she could do was look right in front of her. She couldn’t open her mouth, scream, or even gasp for air. Her heart crashed against her ribs, and her breath caught in her throat, every tendon and muscle taut with desperation. When Miya returned from the dream, her eyes were already open, but she was unable to move-paralyzed even though she was wide awake. Can three unlikely heroes put aside their fears, and unite to confront a centuries old evil? Will they uncover the truth behind the fable, or will the cycle repeat? Yet a maelstrom of ancient grudges, forgotten traumas, and deadly secrets loom in the foggy forests of Black Hollow. And after the death of a young patient, crestfallen oncologist Mason embarks on a quest to debunk the town’s superstitions, only to find his sanity tested. Miya, a floundering university student, experiences signs that she may be the Dreamwalker’s next victim and finds herself caught between a supernatural kidnapping and a senseless murder. When Kai wakes up next to the body of a recently missing girl, his memory blank, he struggles to clear his already threadbare conscience.

Yet the boundary between fact and fable is blurred by a troubling statistic: every now and again, women do go missing. And after they return, they almost always end up dead. For centuries, residents have foretold the return of the Dreamwalker-an ominous figure from local folklore said to lure young women into the woods with the help of wolves, and possess them. Isolated in the forests of Western Canada, Black Hollow is a town with a dark secret.

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