Driving through the desert at three a.m. is not Digi’s idea of a good time. Especially when someone has been rude enough to dump a coffin-size box in the middle of the road, forcing Digi into a muddy field in the middle of the pouring rain. When her Honda dies and she’s left alone with the box that looks more and more like a metal coffin, Digi finds out that coffins aren’t just for dead people.
