They're dead. I watched them die. That's the only reason we're here in the no-name town, living in this creepy old house, whose shadows promise more than just darkness. The only thing worse than the house are the woods behind it. Where the whispers in the wind lead you to a deafening silence. Something lurks here, nests here, ���������������������������� here. It feeds on us. Our chaos, our anger, our ������������������������. The desire I shouldn't have for my step-brother, Dominic, but can't s...