His parents said it would be lots of fun. Two weeks in the mountains with nice Mr. Walker. A perfect vacation for a little boy. But Timmy didn't think it was fun. The closer they got to the cabin, the less friendly Mr. Walker's smile became. The scarier the sound of his voice. The more evil the light in the depths of his eyes. Timmy was surprised to find other children at the cabin. He sensed their dread, heard their nightmarish screams, felt their unspoken terror. But then he peeked through the keyhole of the forbidden locked door and saw the bloodcurling horror that awaited him. And he knew there was no escape from the deadly welcome of home sweet home.