What could be considered as spoilers lay ahead. Ye hath been warned.
Firstly, allow me to say a big thank you to Mr Clark for reaching out and sending me this bite size treasure, for reading and review, before the official release.
Sam finds his wife, of 18 years, indulging in extramarital relations with “pink shirt guy,” and it breaks Sam’s heart. His bag is packed, necessary provisions, alcohol, is purchased and the long drive from Manchester to the Scottish Highlands begins.
He arrives at his late father’s cabin and so ensues the drunken stupor in attempt to drink away the pain.
In, and out, his dreams, strange noises, visions and apparitions commence, all put down to his beer induced state, to begin with. Caravans carrying shady and suspicious persons arrive and put an end to his “blissful” and withdrawn solitude.
From the get go, the caravan crowd give off similar vibes to Stephen Kings “True Knot,” and for good reason.
Inquisitiveness and curiosity snowball, signs of animal mutilation are stumbled upon, the noises, visions and apparitions intensify - it’s not the booze causing them. He’s starting to think he should have stayed in Manchester and crashed on his mates couch.
This is a phenomenal novella. If you’re a fan of paranormal, preternatural and cult behaviour, look no further, Alone is what you want to get lost in. If your floorboards begin to creak and someone starts shouting your name, you must have just imagined it, right?