Shudder

Corbin has ignored the voice most of her life. Until the small, dirty wooden box arrives, that is. Convinced it’s just more junk to add to her mother’s ever-increasing hoard, she finds herself caring for this inanimate object more than she should.
When she takes it upon herself to pry it open, the voice grows louder. Shadows dance on the walls at night, flies cling to the windowpanes, and what’s worse, others begin to notice.
Drawn to the mysterious entity that’s haunting her, the line between her reality and this new one blurs. Every day, her imaginary friend becomes more and more real, and with her mother’s history of mental illness, Corbin fears the worst.
Six has always been there. Waiting. Watching. Gathering strength.
He only desires one thing: her.
Between the encouragement of her closer-than-best-friend Jordan and the aching need to be near the box that fills her every waking moment, it is becoming more difficult to pretend it’s all in her head. Little by little, Corbin cannot resist diving into the deep, dark abyss with her nightly visitor, but at what cost?
Some doors should not be opened.
Can this one be closed?