Indie Horror Reviewer

Chesterfield is just like any small town you’ve ever visited. The only exception is the Eldritch being controlling the town, but hey, the rents are cheap. Allow me to tell you thirteen tales of misery and despair unlike any you have ever heard. While I have you here let me just add one more to the population sign. Even if you want to leave you can’t. You belong to Chesterfield now.

In the summer of 1994, psychologist Daniel Hill buys a rustic farmhouse nestled in the rolling hills of West Virginia. Along with his wife and teenage daughter, the family uproots their lives in Ohio and moves south. They are initially seduced by the natural beauty of the country setting. That soon changes when they discover a hidden room in the basement with a well, boarded shut and adorned with crucifixes. Local legends about the previous owner being an exorcist come to light, but by then, all Hell has broken loose.

A beautiful forest. A terrifying legend. It’s 1986. Two strangers, hundreds of miles apart, grapple with disturbing incidents in a one-of-a-kind quaking aspen forest.