Jesse woke up every morning screaming from his nightmares. The death of his little sister had been a mystery to him for years. But, somehow he knew his nightmares held a grave secret; something evil lurked in the house he grew up in, and his mother dared speak a word of what she knew.
The images of the grave yard in Jesse’s nightmares drew him to the mounds of dirt that covered the dead. His fear clouded his judgment, while his mother sat in her old chair watching his every move. Jesse would soon find out that the town of Kartville wasn’t at all the place he thought it was.