When Mr. Carraway buys an antique mahogany bed, he thinks he's found a bargain-something elegant to replace his broken one. But soon, the whispers begin. Keys vanish, memories blur, and dreams twist into corridors of endless wood where faces move when he isn't looking. Each night the bed feels less like furniture and more like something alive. Something listening. And when the whispers finally call his name, Mr. Carraway realizes too late that some bargains come with a price far greater than money. A chilling tale of obsession, forgotten memories, and the secrets carved into mahogany.

Derek McKenzie, a thriving businessman who is about to finalize the biggest deal in his life, stumbles into a night he will never escape. It all starts with the mysterious phone calls, with the unexpected rain, his drunken hands behind the steering wheel, and the little girl dressed in white sitting in the backseat of a red sedan before him. What should have been a twenty-minute detour, the lonely stretch down Sydenham Hill Road prove to be more than that, with its odd twists and turns that never seem to end. And if they are not enough, Derek is reminded by his estranged friend Richard of a secret they buried ten years ago, one that tore their lives apart. With the haunting visions, Derek is seemingly transported to his childhood some three decades ago, and his friendship with the new girl in town, Hailee Miles. His childhood with Hailee, his adulthood with Liz, and the haunting girl in white in the middle of the road-they all seem to come to Derek, as ONE TERRIFYING TRUTH! But how? That is what you (the readers) are yet to know.