Maya Torres thought the worst thing about her room was how quiet it got at night.

She was wrong.

It starts with a sound?something small, something easy to ignore. A scratch. A tap. The kind of noise you tell yourself is nothing. But when the sounds begin to answer back... when they start to speak... ignoring them isn't so easy anymore.

At first, Maya thinks it's just her imagination.

Until it isn't.

Until something under her bed starts learning her name... her habits... her fear.

And the closer she gets to the truth, the more she begins to realize something terrifying:

It's not trying to get out.

It's trying to take her place.

Now, with time running out and reality starting to slip, Maya must figure out how to stop something she can't see... without looking directly at it.

Because once you do?

It sees you too.

And when it sees you clearly...

It doesn't let go.