Not all secrets stay behind closed doors . . .
Izzy Blake hasn't seen sunlight in almost a year. Or at least that's how long she thinks she's been down here.
She only eats when she's been good. She only gets to wash when he says so.
Every day is the same. Darkness. Pain. The fear when she hears the key turn in the lock and she knows he's come back.
Until . . .
One day the door opens and there's someone else coming down the steps.
It's not him. It's a woman. A woman who clearly has no idea that her husband has Izzy chained up in their wine cellar.
But, from the bruises on her arm, Izzy thinks this woman must have some idea what he's capable of.
Being the girl in the cellar is bad, but it can't be easy being the girl upstairs.
. . . Because the monster's not under your bed - he's in it.
