
What if the battle you thought you’d won was lost?
What if the nightmare you thought you’d overcome was back?
What if the demon you thought you’d vanquished showed up while you were on holiday?
This time, he isn’t alone, and he’s coming for your friends.

1 From the comfort of the resort’s slightly too soft bed, I watched a small deer make its way out of the mist and jump onto a rock close to our wooden deck. I'd opened the bedroom curtains an hour ago just as the dawn was making its presence known. An icy mist surrounded our cabin on the edge of the cliff, and the April air was fresh and crisp. Byron snored softly next to me; he slept like a log, but I still had difficulty sleeping in a new place. The nightmares didn't help much, and watching the mist and the animals venturing out while the humans slept was better than lying in the dark, pretending to sleep. Byron stirred, grumbled about something unintelligible and snored happily again. Looking down at his face, snuggled deep into his pillow, memories came unbidden. I'd only been out of
