Publisher's Synopsis
There's always something under the bed. There's a world there. Usually you're unaware of it, yet you are certain that something comes out...after dark. After you are safely under the covers. That's when they come out. Psychotic dust bunnies. Eyeballs hunting for new heads. An indescribable creature from the land between. Things that whisper just loud enough for only you to hear.
The rustling sound that you hear is the hair on your head and arms rising against the sheet and pillow. Because your inner sense already knows what your mind is about to learn: that You. Are. Not. Alone.
