In the autumn of 1988, Matthew Hathaway vanished. One year later, Noah sits puzzled in Matty’s room. His older brother’s metal music used to do nothing but irritate him, but he finds himself now hanging on their every note. Some songs soothed him like the memory of Matty’s arm on his shoulder. Others haunted him like a pale specter of a past he took for granted. “Noah?” A familiar static creeps through the shadows. Last anyone checked, there was no batteries in that walkie talkie... “Noah, please be there...It’s Matty.”