“There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast. One wretched breathless child, panting with exhaustion; terror in his looks; agony in his eyes; large drops of perspiration streaming down his face; strains every nerve to make head upon his pursuers; and as they follow on his track; and gain upon him every instant, they hail his decreasing strength with joy.” ~Charles Dickens
Trying to leave behind painful memories of her mother’s mysterious death, Jetta Graham moves to Salem, Massachusetts. Rather than finding relief, the past is lying in wait. Salem’s dark history cannot be appeased; unsettling things begin to happen. If she doesn’t find help soon, her mother’s fate may be her own. Is she being haunted . . . or hunted?
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