There's a serial killer in our midst. They call him 'The Silent-Night Stalker.' Every Christmas Eve, he chooses one person to kill. He leaves behind no trace of himself, so the cops have no leads. And now he's chosen me. It's Christmas Eve, and I'm the serial killer's next target. While I grieve the loss of my best friend, the Stalker breaks into my home and tries to kill me. He thinks he can subdue me... however, he's not the only criminal under this roof. But this man isn't who I expect him to be. He's no hardened killer. He's definitely unhinged, but he's also meek and desperate to be controlled. How does someone like him become a killer? And what does it make me when I understand him and give in to him, dominating him in ways he's never experienced?