I KNOW WHO I WILL FEED ON

She woke up in blood-but it wasn't a dream.

One night, a woman finds herself inside a church... then crawling across ceilings, draining the lives of innocent people. When she wakes up, she's not in her bed-but on her farm, surrounded by 300 dead chickens and a crimson-soaked nightdress.

Taken by scientists, chained with strangers, and treated for a possession no one understands... she demands the truth.

What they reveal is older than evil.
It's not a curse.
It's not madness.
It's Mist-and it's alive.

Now she's free. But she isn't the same.
The beast didn't die.
It obeys her.

> "I don't twitch. I don't growl. I don't lunge.
I choose when. I choose who. I choose how."

Will she ever be the same again?
Or is this just the beginning?