Answering the beckoning call which rang in her head, Norma Baker drove to her hometown of Maysville. She knew the others would arrive soon. It was their fate, though that fate had been dictated forty years earlier by her very gang of misfits. As youths they had pledged to return to appease that which had haunted their memories since the summer of 1965, but too little had changed in Maysville. It stood in stasis, a monument to its existence, a memory born of life, and that was not all that found life upon the gang's arrival. Horrid memories assailed them. Nightmares befell them. How could they put the past to rest when the past refused to die? There seemed no placating the victimized soul to whom they had returned. Hope gave way to despair. Norma had heard that you can never go home, but she had come home. to Maysville and her haunting memories. Memories, however, were not all to which Norma returned. Soon enough death came home. Contains some mature content.

The last thing Megan Montgomery wants to do is go to the police and tell them she's having horrible nightmares again that just happen to be coming true. But she hesitated to believe and a woman died. She hesitated to act and another woman died. Now she sees no other choice but to go to the police. Even if that ends up being a nightmare in itself.

Detective David Stark doesn't really believe the psychic who called him with information concerning a murder that has yet to happen, but for some reason he just can't get the things she told him out of his head. When he finds a victim's body, exactly as she said it would be, he knows she is the only real lead he has in the most important case of his career. What he doesn't know is how he's going to keep his hands to himself until the madman from her nightmares is behind bars.

Can a woman who's not sure life is worth living and a cynical cop who doesn't believe in anything he can't touch work together to find a monster before he adds the last piece of human flesh to his grotesque creation?