“Book Descriptions: The woods were dead, and had been for as long as the townsfolk could remember. Sitting on the edge of the town, it was an expanse of sinister and leafless rot. Those that were unlucky enough to find themselves alone and scared in those woods may have seen the thick yellowing mist that came first. They may have seen the shadows that appeared to watch them as they tried to escape. They then may have seen the faces of those long since past, approach them with a hungry grin. But that would probably be the last thing they would ever see. Few escaped seeing the truth in the evil that lay in wait in the dead woods, and those that were lucky enough, were never the same again.” DRIVE