Promenez-vous dans les bois... pendant que vous êtes encore en vie

" Objet : Enterrement de vie de jeune fille de Clare !!! Clare... Voilà dix ans que Nora n'a plus prononcé ce prénom, soudainement apparu dans un mail collectif. Oubliée ? No. How could she? They were the best friends in the world. At least until high school, where... But the question isn't there: why invite her a decade later to enter her young mother's life? More importantly, why stay there? But Nora accepts. Direction : a large house of glass, perched in the sombre forest of northern England. The perfect place for a party between friends. Is it really a party, then? No one seems happy to be there. The fusil accroché on the walls doesn't really encourage shots of tequila. Ni les pas dans la neige, dehors... Ni les jeux poussifs, ni les aveux malsains. But someone, among them, has launched a strange " Action ou Vérité ...L'action ? A murder. La vérité ? Un mensonge.