On a quiet loop of country road in the middle of nowhere sits the town of Mannington, with it's one town sheriff and it's groves of trees, old cemetery and quiet countrified people.

But unseen to most is the real town that sits underneath, a town filled with people with dark secrets, serial killers and lawlessness.  Then one day when a lonely old woman is removed from her house by a corrupt minister something invades the town, something unseen, unstoppable with a hunger for people with dark secrets.

Guilty of terrible crimes himself, Sheriff Clyde grows more and more afraid as victims keep turning up.  Trying to keep his own secrets hidden while searching for answers, sheriff Dinkle lives in constant fear that it will come for him, like the others, not killed by human hands but by something that can be anywhere, something that can raise the dead, something lurking, waiting, and striking night and day, something that wont stop as long as there are people with dark secrets...…….something that lives....in the trees.

It Lives In The Trees

Genny was happy to park her RV at Jerry’s because even though she had only known Jerry for a few days, she could tell he was a very gentle soul, and he gave her a spot in the big back yard of the place and free run of the house he had inherited. 


The Timm place was pretty good sized, a few acres with some willows on it and the tall, gaunt, tired old house in the middle of the grass with a bare ground driveway going up to it. 


Genny loved the place, it was like a dream come true. Jerry was easy going and seemed like she had known him for years. She came and went as she pleased and together they checked out the old house. It had several rooms, all with a bit of furniture, such as dressers that were mostly empty, and a kitchen that bore an old stove that you had to light, replaced by Jerry with an electric flat stove he sat on top of it to get away from gas. 


A Feast of Evil