Oh, the weather outside is frightful, but inside it’s not delightful.

When an unexpected snowfall of catastrophic proportions hits the Toronto airport during the packed holiday rush, hoards of stranded travelers begin to question if the so-called “snowpocalypse” is a work of nature, a human-made weather attack, or something else entirely. Then a light show arrives in the sky, and panic deepens.

As the airport sinks into a sub-zero abyss, Candi Burns, a grieving flight attendant, finds what may be the only key to escape: a mysterious book of prophetic, trippy artwork.

For fans of Annihilation, Station Eleven, and Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas comes a dystopian holiday tale of unending snow, bad coffee, hotel sex, smelly armpits, dirty panties, and a ton of LSD. Severed from her crewmates, and stranded in Canada without a winter jacket, Candi waits for the brutal storm to end; only it doesn’t stop, and the temperature isn’t the only thing that’s dropping.

Stuck inside, she must confront disaster, terror, tears, and lust, along with her new friends:

Vybes, a young, wild fashion influencer

Franck, a serious investor on the older side

Gretchen, a war-weary journalist

And Teddy, a donut dealer with a crooked tooth and a propensity for poetry

But are they really friends? Everyone has a secret, even Candi, even the government she wants to trust, even the clouds, and certainly the strange, psychedelic book.

Is the unrelenting winter weather supernatural? Extraterrestrial? The creation of a warring nation? A corporate experiment gone wrong? Are the winter conditions terminal?

Will Candi make it home for Christmas? Will anyone?

The author of Cactus Friends and Mushroom Honeymoon delivers another psychedelic tale, but with a darker, colder bent, a bad trip that begins on Black Friday and turns Christmas into anything but holy, calm, silent, or bright. Warning: drugs, sex, drunk people, and raccoons for dinner.