They thought that there was no comparison for the horrors of war... they were wrong. Hettie Rogan knows devastation; she's seen it in men's eyes as they lie on her table dying. Heard it in their screams as they were separated from their limbs. Felt it in her soul as her husband, a good man died in her arms. Nothing could prepare her for the twist in fate that was given to her after that awful day, when healing the broken became more than just a calling - it became a God-given gift.

Cain Golden had no interest in the war. He wouldn't even be out here if it wasn't for his mamma begging him to look after his twin brother. His twin, a frail, sicklier version of him but with a far more wickedly sharp mind... and that sharpness came with a cruel edge. One that Cain did not share. Laid low by an ambush he found himself on Hettie's table and he, by all rights, should have died that day... but for her.

Now the war is over, neither side really having won - because a bigger battle is to be fought on America's soil. The battle between good and evil.

When the dead rise, and creatures of myth and legend walk... welcome to the strange and dark west of your nightmares.