Boondock Pilgrims

Just when Dan and Holly think things can't get any stranger, a terrifying new presence arrives in their community. Faces smudged with ash. Bodies decorated with mysterious symbols. Crude hides for clothing. Weird rituals conducted in the dark of night.

For the small group of refugees in the Idaho mountains, it's beginning to seem like every step forward just gives the world one more opportunity to blindside them.

Things had started to look good for Dan and Holly. They had solar power and more food than they could eat in a decade. They had friends and they had each other. They'd also finalized some tough decisions that had been hanging over them, so now they had a plan.

Then the weirdos crept into town like fog moving on the breeze. They looked like something that had walked out of a Neanderthal display at a museum. It might have been entertaining if not for the air of primal and unearthly menace that the visitors brought with them. Hiding was futile and threats didn't deter them because both groups were after the same thing.

But with resources too precious to share, only one party can prevail.