With a talent as orginal and irresistible as Stephen King's, Alan B. Chronister provides thrills, chills and an occasional nervous chuckle in Cry Wolf. Former yuppies Rudy Vardon and Evelyn Sangellis think their rustic home in Larksboro is wonderful, but they aren't prepared for the horror that peers from the shadows by day and into their windows at night.
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