Is it waiting for her in the dark? Christie feels a presence in the barn, a presence she is drawn to night after night. There is a strange sense of peace, but beyond the calm, there is fear which Christie cannot escape. Each morning Christie remembers nothing of her visits, only dreams of riding her horse, Prince, through the black shadows. But there are whispers calling her away from her home, waiting for her in the darkness. Can Christie save herself from the grip of a power beyond her control?