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There is a cruel math to survival, and Xavier Baker is running out of variables.
When he and Luna Edwards Benson finally found warmth in each other amidst the suffocating grief of their dying town, they thought they had built a sanctuary. But in the dark world of the Woods brothers, love isn't a sanctuary-it's a target.
To Homicidal Liu, their innocent romance is a sickening insult to his own ruined life, a fragile thing that begs to be violently dismantled. While Liu builds a claustrophobic trap around the lovers, fueled by a bitter hatred for a warmth he can never feel again, the rest of the group is entirely exposed. Oblivious to the fracturing reality around them, Ellie Jones and Hayes Johnson are left to navigate the pitch-black shadows alone.
But they aren't alone.
Behind them, just beyond the tree line, wide, unblinking eyes watch their every move. Jeff is measuring the distance. He is tracing the angles of their panic. As the group is hunted from two entirely different angles of madness-one driven by cold, calculating cynicism, the other by chaotic, voyeuristic malice-Xavier and Luna must decide how much blood they are willing to spill to keep each other alive.
Because when a heart is stalked, every path leads to a dead end. And Jeff just wants them to go to sleep.