There is a terrible contorting, in the way the figure moves. It does not crawl. It does not speak. There is only a dreadful, singular purpose in the manner its fingers and feet scuttle closer, spread from its body like a human spider, though I am neither human nor spider.
There is a dead girl walking the quiet streets of Applegate, leaving mangled bodies of child murderers in her wake. But when a boy with strange tattoos moves into the neighborhood, so, she realizes, does something else.
Some people keep dangerous hobbies; skydiving and driving at monster truck rallies and glacier surfing. Me? I cast my soul into the churning waters of potential damnation and wait for a bite.
It’s been two years since Tark Halloway’s nightmare ended. Free from the evil spirit that haunted him all his life, he now aids the ghostly Okiku and avenges the souls of innocent children by hunting down their murderers. But when an old friend disappears in Japan’s infamous ‘suicide forest’, both discover a strange village inside Aokigahara, where strange things lie waiting.