It isn't just household debris. It moves. It breathes. It hungers. When Marcie Whitaker inherits her grandmother's Victorian mansion in the secluded town of Thornbrook, she expects old furniture and outdated wallpaper-not dust bunnies watching her from every corner. Generations of Whitakers have fed these creatures with blood and secrets, maintaining a covenant none fully understood. And Marcie is the new dust-keeper. "Mind the corners," her grandmother's final warning echoes. But which is the true threat: the dust that seeks communion with her blood or what they've been protecting humanity from all along? A nerve-shredding tale of dark humor and horror transforming the mundane into the monstrous. After reading this, you'll never look at household dust the same way again.