Remember waking up late in the night after a nightmare? Your mother holding you tight and whispering everything would be all right? She lied. Evil clowns haunted Megan’s dreams for years. Even though nobody ever said she was crazy, she knew they were all thinking it. With her life falling apart, she turns suicidal until a new therapist suggests the impossible: dreams are real. Nightmares are living, breathing predators, feeding off dreamer’s fears by exacting essence. Most, of course, forget theirs as soon as they wake up. Megan is not so lucky. She is also not so powerless. But is even a power nurtured in her dreams enough to fight off the horrors lurking just beyond the veil of sleep?