The Story
Four books. Four realities. One woman who cannot stop coming home.
A slow-burning saga of psychological and Lovecraftian horror about family, grief, desire, and the terrible things love will do to protect what it holds.
Wicker Hill
When she was ten, Abigail Alden’s mother sent her away from Wicker Hill without a word. Twenty-three years later, her mother is dead, and Abigail has come back to lay flowers on the grave and finally let go.
But the fog never lifts in Wicker Hill. The only road out floods. Every door in town bears the same ten-pointed star. And by morning, her mother’s grave is open, and empty.
Some towns forget the children who leave them. Wicker Hill has been waiting for her to come home.
The Morgue
The Boston Abigail Alden comes home to is almost the one she remembers. Almost. Her body doesn’t feel like hers. Her brother looks at her as if she might vanish. And there is no record, anywhere, of the night she can’t remember.
The only thread leads to East Ridge, a morgue that shouldn’t exist, and to the pale, patient woman who runs it.
Everything has a price. Someone always pays it.
LOST
Hollow Vessel
Five years later. A small boy in the park. People at the edge of the playground who watch too long, and follow too far.
Abigail begins to remember things she never lived. Other Bostons. Other endings. A lighthouse. A cold steel room. A town she has walked into again and again.
Something has been playing a very long game. And it is almost finished.
LOST
The Final Stroke
A desk in Boston. A scream. Asher’s voice, telling her she was only dreaming.
She has woken up here before. She has taken the bus to Rockport before. She knows the fog, the hotel, the church, and the woman waiting inside it.
But this time, something is different. This time, she remembers.