Like I said...I wish I could tell you my story was a happy one. I wish I could tell you my story was that of a seemingly broken girl who pieces herself back together and finds true happiness. That the now whole girl lives happily every after. But I can't. So if that's what you want...some tale of hope...I suggest you turn back now. Seriously, walk away and pretend we never met. I wouldn't blame you one bit. Because this isn't that story and I am not that girl. ******** (contains: adult language, adult situations and violence)

A glance in the mirror or a look over his shoulder. There he is. The man in the mask. After finding his room mate dead one night, Adam believes that the masked man that has been haunting his dreams and showing itself to him daily is now out to get him. Or is he just finally going insane? So many questions, so little time to answer them. All he knows is one thing. Whatever lurks behind that mask is something he doesn't want to go up against. But does he have a choice? Book Cover made by @