The blizzard descended in a fury that the old-timers swore they'd never seen. The roads shut down; the town shut down; the ski lift shut down. Everyone was accounted for--or so everyone thought.

But one skier got on the chairlift and never made it to the other end. By the time the storm cleared out, all that remained was his decimated remains in the snow. Whether animal attack or murder--no one's quite sure--nobody has ever seen a body with that kind of carnage.

Mina Park was operating the chairlift that afternoon and can't forgive herself for failing to save him. Now her part-time job as a deputy feels a lot more like a full-time calling. Who was he? Where did he come from? And, more than anything, what happened on that dark night that left him in such a state and by who's hand?

A couple of the more colorful townsfolk are convinced Bigfoot is the culprit. Crazies from all over descend on the region and head into the woods to find the elusive beast. All they find is more pain and death.

Mina has to face down the beast, or the beast in the man, before anyone else dies.