Everything would be okay in her new summer home in the country, thought April Bernard. Here her children would be happy and safe, and she could spend time with the man who had saved her life and given her love. Here she could further her career by researching a clan of remote inbred hill people living in their own isolated world. She had nothing to fear in Mad River Mountain — nothing that is until the creatures she was studying strayed from the dark woods. Horrible beings with stunted bodies, pumpkin faces, deformed in flesh with a thirst for hot blood. Tourist season is over, the hunting season has begun.

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