Ashland Falls was supposed to be a sanctuary, but at 825 Forest Road, the walls are built on a foundation of grief. For Chuck Wilson, moving his wife, Maria, and his fragile younger sister, Elizabeth, was a desperate attempt to outrun a family tragedy that nearly broke them. But they haven’t found a fresh start; they’ve walked into a hunting ground. The town’s picturesque charm is merely a shroud for a “pale woman” who doesn’t haunt the hallways so much as she haunts the mind—a spectral force that identifies your deepest trauma and turns it into a lethal compulsion.