So when she
goes hiking in the Smokies with her friends for a night of partying, the
falling dark and creaking trees are second nature to her. But people are not
tame either. And when Ashley catches her boyfriend with another girl, drunken
rage sends her running into the night, stopped only by a nasty fall into a
ravine.
Morning
brings the realization that she’s alone—and far off trail. Lost in undisturbed
forest and with nothing but the clothes on her back, Ashley must figure out how
to survive with the red streak of infection creeping up her leg.
Liv Fleming’s
father went missing more than two years ago, not long after he claimed to have
been abducted by aliens. Liv has long accepted that he’s dead, though that
doesn’t mean she has given up their traditions. Every Sunday, she and her
lifelong friend Doug Monk trudge through the woods to check the traps Lee left
behind, traps he set to catch the aliens he so desperately believed were after
him.
But Liv is
done with childhood fantasies. Done pretending she believes her father’s absurd
theories. Done going through the motions for Doug’s sake. However, on the very
day she chooses to destroy the traps, she discovers in one of them a creature
so inhuman it can only be one thing. In that moment, she’s faced with a painful
realization: her dad was telling the truth. And no one believed him.
Now, she
and Doug have a choice to make. They can turn the alien over to the
authorities...or they can take matters into their own hands.

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