In the swamps and salt air of South Carolina’s low country, the Boo Hag is more than just a fireside story. She slips into your home while you sleep, wearing your skin like a stolen suit. But one man has found a way to track her—because he’s hunted skins before.
Some call it justice.
Others call it obsession.
Either way, the Boo Hag isn’t the only predator in the dark.