On a trip to Europe Eva & her friends decide to partake in a local shamanic ritual, indulging in hallucinogenic drugs & following their guide out into the woods. Out in the dark of the forest Eva, deep in the grip of her new reality, loses her friends to fall deeper into the trees, drawn by a darker force than the drug in her veins.
She wakes in the morning to find herself lying in the waters of a mire, covered in scratches & bruises, with blood in her mouth, & no idea how to get back to the village.
It all seems like a great story to tell upon her return to NZ, but there is something inside Eva. Something full of ancient rage that simmers beneath the surface, that watches through her eyes, & sinks into her bones to flex her fingers. Her dreams are full of blood. And it won’t be long before it takes control.