Some wounds never heal. For Kellie Sullivan, the past is not a memory. It is a shadow that follows her into every room, every dream, and every restless night. Haunted by a tragedy that fractured her childhood, she has spent her life balancing on the edge of despair, searching for comfort in places that only deepen the ache.
Faith once whispered promises of protection, but those words feel hollow now. Instead, Kellie drifts between fleeting moments of calm and the unrelenting pull of nightmares she cannot escape. The verse once painted on her wall-
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil
-stands as both a comfort and a challenge, a reminder that darkness is never far away.
When echoes of long-buried memories rise to the surface, Kellie is thrust into a struggle she cannot ignore. The more she seeks understanding, the more the shadows close in, blurring the line between past and present, truth and torment.
The Valley
is a raw and unsettling exploration of the fragile thread between light and darkness. It asks what happens when the pain you try to bury becomes the very thing that refuses to let you go.