On Sunday night Janna Wade went to sleep and had the dream.The black clouds roiling in the skyThe isolated farmhouse beckoning in the distanceThe stairway leading into nothingThe choking sobs coming from behind the doorOpen the door Janna. Don't be afraid, your screams will wake you.When Janna does awaken, it's Tuesdayan entire day lost. Yet according to her friends she was at work, her e-mails were answered, her lunch dates were met, and her phone calls were returned. In fact, it was a day just like any other. Except Janna doesn't remember a thing. It's as if she wasn't there at all. And if Janna wasn't there, who was?The answer comes with a strangera woman who knows what becomes of Janna's lost nightswho knows what Janna dreamsand who knows that from now on, Janna's every waking hour will be a nightmare.
