On a snowbound February day, when Georgina first saw Furze Pen - a picturesque thatched cottage in a peaceful valley on Dartmoor - she through it just the place to recover from the recent nightmare of her job in London. True, the cottage was cold and isolated, and the neighbours weird and strangely threatening. But Georgie needed to work out her life, and Furze Pen seemed as good a place as any - until the terrors started.
There was the lone watcher on the hill - at first she thought it was a scarecrow, so stark and still was it standing - and then the unexplained fire, with the remains of a child's doll smouldering in the ashes. But there was no child at Furze Pen. As the seasons turned and snow once again blocked off the remote valley, the frightening began in earnest . . .
In this truly terrifying novel Gillian White has created a world of dark and horrible secrets which hide the seemingly ordinary lives of her characters. It is a world that is scarier than most people's worst imaginings.
