Tanya Smith lived a daily routine that she didn't want to break...for fear of the past coming back to haunt her. Avoiding certain tall tales that are far from my myth and children's camp-fire stories, to be wrecked by knowing that a fictional character is very much real. And far from being the good kind. But that daily routine is immediately ripped out from under her feet in the form of a disturbance from an old nemesis who bears a slight grudge against a certain person in Tanya's past for the loss of his hand in a crocodile incident. Tanya immediately finds herself haunted by the very one she planned on hiding from for the rest of her life but they won't stop til they have what they want. And whatever they want, they will stop at nothing until they succeed. No matter how many children have to die. A dark twisted retelling of Peter Pan