It isn't just household debris. It moves. It breathes. It hungers.
When Marcie Whitaker inherits her grandmother's Victorian mansion in the secluded town of Thornbrook, she expects old furniture and outdated wallpaper—not dust bunnies watching her from every corner.
Generations of Whitakers have fed these creatures with blood and secrets, maintaining a covenant none fully understood. And Marcie is the new dust-keeper.
"Mind the corners," her grandmother's final warning echoes. But which is the true threat: the dust that seeks communion with her blood or what they've been protecting humanity from all along?
A nerve-shredding tale of dark humor and horror transforming the mundane into the monstrous. After reading this, you'll never look at household dust the same way again.