The dreams kept coming to Magret—the baby, its head rising right out of the earth, its piercing eyes staring at her. She tried to remind herself that this was just another nightmare. But then her daughter Sheena reported seeing a little girl, an infant, in the forest behind their house. Surely she was confused about what she had seen. The police searched, finding nothing. Then came another sighting, soon followed by a brutal murder in the house beyond the woods. Magret reluctantly began to examine her dreams and relive her childhood—when she had lived close to the woods and had attended the nearby, abandoned old church. Suddenly, Magret knew the truth. The killings no longer seemed random. But how could she face it? What terror awaited her children if she failed to pacify the revenge-seeking child?
