It's the 1860s on a small island in New England and people and livestock are showing up dead. There are whispers of a man or beast that comes at night but no one has gotten a good enough look to tell. One night, James Ambrose, a priest at the town's church, helps an injured man he found lying in the snow. Little does he know just how linked the man is to the mysterious deaths in town nor the path his curiosity will take him down. (they're gay too...) I'll try to have another chapter this summer
