The phone and the radios were dead, but they'd already heard the news: a mass murderer was on the loose. Hannah and her younger sister Meg were miles from the nearest neighbour, trapped in a raging blizzard , home alone. Until the knock at the door. Two strangers brust into the house, wounded, bleeding and nearly frozen. Hannah just couldn't turn John and Lance away. So she made them promise to leave in the morning. But they stayed, insisting the girls for protection. Wary of Lance's brooding good looks, Hannah was drawn to John's reassuring presence. Until the dog and the axe disappears- the girls wondered "protection from whom?"