I killed my father. He deserved it. Now I’m locked up in some strange facility for gifted people like me. Gifted. That’s one word for it. But there’s something going on at night here. Monsters lurking in the shadows. I can see them, hear their whispers, beckoning me to join them in the darkness. And there’s a darkness inside me growing, unraveling and threatening to consume me. The monsters are offering me freedom, a way to deal with this need inside me. But there’s a catch. I have to become theirs. Am I willing to join them in the darkness? Or will I see what will happen if my own darkness consumes me?