Diphtheria swept through the streets of Elkhorn, Montana, and left a wide-ranging trail of grief. Carissa woke from her coma to find herself a childless widow in a dark place that whispers of erroneous pleasures. Oh, what a glorious relief the edge of a knife is to her mental torture. Six months into her malevolent ritual, Carissa understands she must now free herself of its detrimental forces. Frank Martin, like herself, suffers...