Teens marginal fascinated by one of their own, a perverse demonic charisma, José and a few others have followed blindly. Panicked by the horror to which their leader led them inexorably, they decided to kill him to escape. Jose took the lead.
Twenty years later, the father of two girls, he raises them in a large detached villa overlooking the Massif des Maures. A dead bird floating in the pool, the decapitated corpse of a cat on the doorstep of the house, shadows stealthy gliding between the trees ...
Signs haunting accumulate soon, a past that resurfaces and a ghost that will not die ...
"The silhouette was there.
In twenty paces from me. Swaying gently.
She seemed waving with the wind, arms at your sides.
Standing in a specific intent. Let me know
that everything was in place, the party would begin. "
Frederick Fontès
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