Chapter One
DARLENE DREAMT of immense power. She controlled any spirit that passed by her. They would bend to her will and do whatever she requested. The thrill of it made her feel more alive than she ever had before, even if she was in the world of the dead.
Then someone tugged on her skirt. Darlene looked down to see a young boy. She had seen him before, in a dream over a month ago, calling out to her. He looked normal enough, with blond hair cut close to his head and big blue eyes. He wore a torn, muddy soccer uniform.
“He’s coming,” the boy warned.
Darlene frowned and reached out for him, but he slid through her fingertips like water. He faded away, leaving her alone.
Darlene’s eyes opened slowly. A loud noise could be heard from outside her apartment. She could hear people talkin
