W/A/CA: Katelyn Windels
In the unforgiving deserts of the American Southwest, a faceless man with burning red eyes trails a cattle drive—silent, patient, and unseen by all but one.
Jedidiah is no stranger to hardship, but he knows something is wrong long before the others do. The figure following them isn’t a drifter. It isn’t a man.
It’s something far older.
As the journey pushes deeper into isolation, paranoia takes hold and the line between sin and survival begins to blur. Because the thing stalking them isn’t here for the herd.
It’s here for a soul.
And it won’t leave without it.
W/A/CA: Katelyn Windels
In the unforgiving deserts of the American Southwest, a faceless man with burning red eyes trails a cattle drive—silent, patient, and unseen by all but one.
Jedidiah is no stranger to hardship, but he knows something is wrong long before the others do. The figure following them isn’t a drifter. It isn’t a man.
It’s something far older.
As the journey pushes deeper into isolation, paranoia takes hold and the line between sin and survival begins to blur. Because the thing stalking them isn’t here for the herd.
It’s here for a soul.
And it won’t leave without it.
