Out of the corner of my eye I can see something moving in the yard outside. I know it’s my reflection in the window. It has to be. But I daren’t look again. I’ve gone cold.
When Carl visits the Peak District with his parents to try and recover from the fallout of a horrific accident, he becomes caught up in the mysterious tale of the Lost Lad. Are the hills actually haunted or is Carl being chased by his own demons? As past and present collide, Carl must learn to come to terms with the loss of his best friend, Jack and find a way to move on.
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