Bow once to the holy spirit, and twice to the witch that killed him.

On the hill behind Matthew's house is a place where things go bump in the night.

A place where shadows move when nobody is looking, where snow never falls, and wind never blows.

The devil's mound, otherwise known as the witching circle, is as old as the bones buried beneath it. It's surrounded by trees that never grow leaves and grass that changes colour in the moonlight.

People have known one thing as long as the Witching circle has existed.

Never go there at night.

Matthew and his friends broke that rule, and a week later, Clare was dead.

Or so they thought.

That night, when they came home from the witching circle, something came with them.