AMY CROSS

When a long-lost aunt dies and leaves them a crumbling house in the middle of nowhere, sisters Carly and Sarah expect dust, silence – and a quick sale. What they don’t expect is Pyn House.

A century ago, something unspeakable happened behind its locked doors. The locals still whisper about it. Footsteps echo in empty halls. And something still waits in the dark, watching… listening… remembering.

As the sisters settle in, the house begins to wake. Doors creak open on their own. Shadows move where no one stands. And the presence that haunts Pyn House seems drawn to one of them in particular – Sarah, heavily pregnant, and running out of time.

Now escape may be impossible. Because whatever lives in Pyn House has no name… no mercy… and no intention of letting them leave. But how can a ghost have no name?