“When she looks up again, she sees something incomprehensible. An animal has come out of the forest on two legs. It's walking on the logging road, bent and stumbling. A tiny figure covered in dirt, blood and clay. Pia holds her breath. It isn't an animal after all. It's almost as if a part of the forest has freed itself and come alive. As if it's a little girl made from twigs.” GirlFireWitnessKeplerTwigJoonaLarsLinna Author:Lars Kepler