"Shiloh was suddenly jolted awake. She didn't remember even falling asleep. Except for a very faint light far above her head, darkness surrounded her. She stretched out her hand, trying to feel for something, anything. Her hand came to rest on something cold, damp and a little slimy directly in front of her. The smell of musty dirt and clay lingered in the air and the best guess she could come up with was that she was at the bottom of some kind of hole, a pit, deep underground. But how did she get here?" Shiloh found herself staring at the walls of this pit with each bad decision she made. Will she ever be able to climb her way out for good? Will she finally have enough of the heartache and turmoil and decide to surrender her heart again to Jesus?