For years the people of burnt tree have lived in fear of a beast with hair like soot, eyes like coals, and a heart full of vile malice. Some don’t believe in it, some swear they have seen it, everyone closes their shutters and prays to god the screaming thing at the edge of town doesn’t come for them in the night.
West, Cassie, Jack, and William are tired of living in fear. For them it ends tonight. Either The Mustang dies, or they do.