Marnie thought her life was over after becoming disabled.
Moving in with her grandmother was humiliating. Losing her job was devastating. But watching her independence slip away was the worst of it all. Even her favorite holiday, Halloween, didn’t feel like hers anymore.
Instead of costumes and parties with her old friends, she was stuck at home with her bestie, a horror movie marathon, and a bowl of candy for the trick-or-treaters.
But then her grandmother gifts her a rollator walker, swiped from a dead friend’s estate. At first, it felt like freedom: safety, balance, and a shot at independence.
The only problem?
That thing has eyes. And a mouth. And it wants Marnie gone.

Short, dark, and full of Halloween frights, Rollator from Hell asks: what if the very thing that’s meant to help you is actually out to get you?