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A likely tail. He was a stringy mongrel, wandering the streets of the city, driven by a ravenous hunger and hunting a quarry he could not define. But he was something more. Somewhere in the depths of his consciousness was memory clawing its way to the surface, tormenting him, refusing to let him rest. The memory of what he once had been. James Herbert was one of Britain's greatest popular novelists and our #1 best-selling writer of chiller fiction.

A small boy huddled in the dark. His mother had promised she would never leave him...not in this awful house...not in this terrible town. But she was dead. Gone. And he was alone. Trapped. With no one to answere his desperate call or hear his final agonized cry... and now...