Jaclyn used to live with her aunt Greta in Chicago. But not anymore. They’ve moved to a place called Sherpia. It’s a tiny village on the edge of the Arctic Circle.
Jaclyn can’t believe she’s stuck out in Nowheresville. No movie theaters. No malls. No nothing. Plus, there’s something really odd about the village.
At night there are strange howling noises. And in front of every house there’s a snowman. A creppy snowman with a red scarf. A deep scar on his face. And a really evil smile…