No one believes Remi’s account of the night Vincent disappeared. How the night sky lit up like day, how they lost control of the car and crashed into a ravine, how she remembers seeing a nine-foot-tall man—and how when she woke up the next morning, the only thing left of her best friend were his footprints, fleeing off into the dark woods only to come to an end, inexplicably, in the middle of a clearing. If the urban legends are to be believed, he’s been swallowed by an ancient, nameless evil. And she’s next.