Daniel and Laura are going on the trip of a lifetime - travelling through Europe - before returning back to London to settle down and hopefully start a family. But their trip ends suddenly when they are thrown off a night train in the middle of nowhere after their passports and tickets are stolen. To get help they need to hike along the tracks, through a forest. Back in London the couple will not talk to anyone about that night in the forest. And their nightmare isn't over yet.
I am extremely disappointed in this book. I imagined much worse than what really took place. Of course what happened was bad, but other people had it worse. Every time the author would build things up it turned out to be anticlimactic. In the beginning there was too much about their lives back in London, telling everyone "I want to tell you what happened, but I can't" and not enough snippets of their time after being thrown off the train. I hated the epilogue. Really? You can live with that but you couldn't live with what you did in the forest?