Old sins cast long shadows, it is said. But how many centuries can they lay dormant, festering, and polluting, before they are awakened and finally laid to rest?
In the borderland between Wales and England, where the veil is thin and intrusion from the otherworld is commonplace, time has no meaning and the boundaries between past evil and the present day, are blurred into insignificance.
When Mike Travis and his pregnant wife, Beth, buy an idyllic cottage in rural Monmouthshire, they didn't bargain for a sitting tenant. The spirit of Adain Powell, brutally murdered in 1654 by the lecherous and ruthless Judge Thomas Llewellyn, is not at rest. She haunts the cottage and the adjoining wood, unable to find peace until the truth about her death, and the wrongful accusation of her husband for her murder, finally come to light.
In the cellar of The Black Mountain Inn, another is stirring.
Judge Llewellyn's long-hidden grave is unearthed and his old bones, his very old bones, are the focus of dark magic intent on bringing about his return.
Soon, it is more than Mike and Beth's cottage that is at stake, it's their lives, and the life of their unborn daughter.
This is a story of both ancient and present day evil colliding to bring about the entry of a demon into this world; and Mike, Beth and the baby are right in the middle of it.
