Welcome to Dreamthorp A sleepy little Pennsylvania resort town where city folks can get away from it all… A town where a woman who saw her best friend mutilated by a crazed sex killer can hide – and forget… …until haunted relics of another age awaken an ancient evil and unleash a human horror that has no place outside of Hell…

Something has come to the San Fernando Valley ... something horrible. But this horror is not confined to only the dark hours. It walks in daylight with impunity, grinning, smirking. This horror can not be stopped with a crucifix; it wears one ... a very unusual one. It has no heart, so a wooden stake is useless. It has many names, many faces, has always been and will never die. It was born of evil and is nurtured by ignorance. It can enter your life at any time ... if it hasn't already. In its wake it leaves only death and despair. It soils everything it touches. This horror is very, very real.

Reprint of the original, first published in 1875.