"The carpet itself was a stained emerald green, threadbare and foul. It scratched the word DREAD onto his heart with a dirty ragged fingernail. Gary shuddered and drew the quilt around himself..."
Convinced that his carpet wanted to kill him, Gary's only wish was to escape his room in the rundown apartment block. But even if he could escape, what then? Could he really face living in fear for the rest of his life?