Have you ever had a dream you thought for sure was real? I have, accept when I woke up the monsters didn't disappear. My monsters waved hello and went about their normal lives...they are real...and I'm one of them. I can see the souls of the dead, and I assure you they aren't pretty. The dead are terrifying, wandering between the mortal world and the Otherside until I can release them. I need to travel to the land of the dead...to find a killer, and save a friend. But ghosts aren't the only things that can hurt me, other beings reside within the realm. The distance between my friends and I...

I killed a man. Not with a knife or gun, but with my lies and actions, and though he may live and go on breathing, the man he was before is gone. I can't change what happened. There are not enough Hail Mary's or Our Fathers to erase the mistakes that I have made. Four years and the Atlantic between us hasn't helped me escape my memories. He is everywhere. Slinking through the shadows of the night. Finding me in the daytime...whispering words full of pain and pleasure. Defiling me, ruling me, tempting me until I am nothing but a wanton whore. People say that love conquers all...our love does...