Jack didn’t know what to call the nameless, skeletal creature that slunk into her house in the dead of night, stealing the very things she loved the most. So she named him The Toy Thief…
There’s something in Jack’s past that she doesn’t want to face, an evil presence that forever changed the trajectory of her family. It all began when The Toy Thief appeared, a being drawn by goodness and innocence, eager to feed on everything Jack holds dear. What began as a mystery spirals out of control when her brother, Andy, is taken away in the night, and Jack must venture into the dark place where the toys go to get him back. But even if she finds him, will he ever be the same?
Unrequited love, cherished possessions, moments, toys that hold important past memories, significant connections to innocence and affection, a gift perhaps of love from a deceased.
Where’s my toy? It’s gone!
Then another, something strange going on.
A monster a creature something is taking those cherished things and in some mission to capture others joys, stealing toys and stealing goodness, a wretched act.
What else is it after? What is this monster? What will happen to Jack?
Jack a young girl had a teddy bear, a gift from her mother past during her birth into the world. Her brother sentiments darkened with her presence and mother gone, in his mind she had stolen his mother.
Love lost and love reacquainted, lives lost and possessions lost, and just how will it all play out in the whole spectrum of things with this family, with a frightening toy thief stealthy out in the night, an interloper thieving toys, keeps you hooked in the story.
“The Latch. The door. The shape. The dark hand.”