A powerful superstition plagues the townsfolk of Cold Springs. Everyone is terrified of the Watcher. He’s a nameless, faceless demon who haunts the town at night, but despite the countless stories I’ve heard, I don’t believe them. He’s merely a myth, and I’m determined to prove it to everyone, even if it means heading into the cornfield alone on All Hallows Eve. What I find waiting for me is unlike anything I could have imagined. A sentient scarecrow is bound to a stake, promising me my most salacious desires and begging me to set him free. Will releasing him be the end of Cold Springs as we know it, or the end of a torturous century for a trapped soul? This is a standalone paranormal romance novella.