Chapter 1~ Heroes and Wolves
A siren wailed as an ambulance sped through the dark streets of London. Inside, a paramedic checked the vital signs of a 13-year-old girl who lay unconscious on a stretcher. She wore a torn Lion King t-shirt, a blue denim jacket, black ripped jeans, and BRATZ sneakers. Her brown hair had a mysterious white streak, and her eyes were mismatched: one blood red, one white with a hint of blue. The paramedic frowned as he noticed the lights flickering around her.
At Evelina Children’s Hospital, the girl was wheeled into the emergency room. A doctor examined her quickly but found no obvious injuries or signs of trauma. He wondered how she got there and who she was.
Behind him, a boy watched the scene with interest. He had blue hair and white eyes, and he looked pale and tired. He also looked familiar to the girl, who suddenly opened her eyes and saw him.
You may be wondering how this girl ended up here, or who she is. Well, I can show you, if you let me…
Thirteen years ago, in Scotland, a family moved into a lake house that belonged to a friend of theirs. The friend had moved to Seattle, but he didn’t tell them the real reason why he left. The family was about to find out soon enough.
Late that night, footsteps could be heard from the attic. The little girl was too curious and she climbed up the stairs. She found a cozy bedroom with a secret door that led to another room. This one was less inviting, and everything was covered with dust and sheets.
The little girl’s name was Anya-Grace Johnson. She was a happy child who had friends and a good life. She had some problems, like any kid, but nothing too serious. But when she turned 13, her problems became one big problem. One that would change her forever.
“ANYA! You better be in your bed, asleep!” Her father’s voice boomed.
Anya ran back to her room and jumped into bed, just in time. Her father came in and saw her sleeping peacefully.
While Anya slept, she had a strange dream. She saw a family at Beacon Fell Holiday Park. There was an older girl who walked towards a creepy house. And then Anya woke up, screaming so loud that her whole family rushed to her room.
“Anya, what’s wrong?” Her father asked.
“I had a nightmare,” Anya said.
“Everyone back to bed!” Her father ordered. After everyone left, he sat on her bed. “What was this nightmare about?”
“A family at Beacon Fell Holiday Park. There was this really creepy house. I saw an older girl walking towards it. And then I woke up.”
Her father’s face turned pale. He remembered something from the past that he wished he could forget.
He made a phone call to an old friend in London: Aaron Ray Garick.
“What’s up, man?” Aaron asked.
“Hey, man. Listen, do you remember when Anya was three and she had a nightmare about a family at Beacon Fell?” He paused. “And she saw an older girl walking towards a creepy house?”
“Yeah,” Aaron said. “And then she woke up.”
“Well, she had the same nightmare tonight.”
There was silence on the other end of the line.
“Don’t tell me you’re thinking of doing the Somnum Exterreri spell on her again,” Aaron said finally. “Have you forgotten what happened last time?”
“No, I haven’t forgotten!” His voice rose in anger.
“So you remember what happened to her? Your wife told you not to do it. And you’re willing to do it again?”
“What am I supposed to do? Let her be? Aaron, you didn’t see her. She looked like she was going to find out the truth. You know she can’t ever find out the truth!”
What Jonah didn’t know was that Anya was listening to everything from the stairs. She didn’t say anything; she just ran back to her room. But when she opened the door, she saw a ghostly figure sitting on her bed.
“Uh… who are you and how did you get in here? The door was locked.”
“Wait, you can see me?”
“Are you high or something? Of course I can see you!”
“How is this possible? You’re human!”
Anya looked at the boy like he was crazy. She was curious though, so she shut the door behind her.


Chapter 1~ Heroes and Wolves
A siren wailed as an ambulance sped through the dark streets of London. Inside, a paramedic checked the vital signs of a 13-year-old girl who lay unconscious on a stretcher. She wore a torn Lion King t-shirt, a blue denim jacket, black ripped jeans, and BRATZ sneakers. Her brown hair had a mysterious white streak, and her eyes were mismatched: one blood red, one white with a hint of blue. The paramedic frowned as he noticed the lights flickering around her.
At Evelina Children’s Hospital, the girl was wheeled into the emergency room. A doctor examined her quickly but found no obvious injuries or signs of trauma. He wondered how she got there and who she was.
Behind him, a boy watched the scene with interest. He had blue hair and white eyes, and he looked pale and tired. He also looked familiar to the girl, who suddenly opened her eyes and saw him.
You may be wondering how this girl ended up here, or who she is. Well, I can show you, if you let me…
Thirteen years ago, in Scotland, a family moved into a lake house that belonged to a friend of theirs. The friend had moved to Seattle, but he didn’t tell them the real reason why he left. The family was about to find out soon enough.
Late that night, footsteps could be heard from the attic. The little girl was too curious and she climbed up the stairs. She found a cozy bedroom with a secret door that led to another room. This one was less inviting, and everything was covered with dust and sheets.
The little girl’s name was Anya-Grace Johnson. She was a happy child who had friends and a good life. She had some problems, like any kid, but nothing too serious. But when she turned 13, her problems became one big problem. One that would change her forever.
“ANYA! You better be in your bed, asleep!” Her father’s voice boomed.
Anya ran back to her room and jumped into bed, just in time. Her father came in and saw her sleeping peacefully.
While Anya slept, she had a strange dream. She saw a family at Beacon Fell Holiday Park. There was an older girl who walked towards a creepy house. And then Anya woke up, screaming so loud that her whole family rushed to her room.
“Anya, what’s wrong?” Her father asked.
“I had a nightmare,” Anya said.
“Everyone back to bed!” Her father ordered. After everyone left, he sat on her bed. “What was this nightmare about?”
“A family at Beacon Fell Holiday Park. There was this really creepy house. I saw an older girl walking towards it. And then I woke up.”
Her father’s face turned pale. He remembered something from the past that he wished he could forget.
He made a phone call to an old friend in London: Aaron Ray Garick.
“What’s up, man?” Aaron asked.
“Hey, man. Listen, do you remember when Anya was three and she had a nightmare about a family at Beacon Fell?” He paused. “And she saw an older girl walking towards a creepy house?”
“Yeah,” Aaron said. “And then she woke up.”
“Well, she had the same nightmare tonight.”
There was silence on the other end of the line.
“Don’t tell me you’re thinking of doing the Somnum Exterreri spell on her again,” Aaron said finally. “Have you forgotten what happened last time?”
“No, I haven’t forgotten!” His voice rose in anger.
“So you remember what happened to her? Your wife told you not to do it. And you’re willing to do it again?”
“What am I supposed to do? Let her be? Aaron, you didn’t see her. She looked like she was going to find out the truth. You know she can’t ever find out the truth!”
What Jonah didn’t know was that Anya was listening to everything from the stairs. She didn’t say anything; she just ran back to her room. But when she opened the door, she saw a ghostly figure sitting on her bed.
“Uh… who are you and how did you get in here? The door was locked.”
“Wait, you can see me?”
“Are you high or something? Of course I can see you!”
“How is this possible? You’re human!”
Anya looked at the boy like he was crazy. She was curious though, so she shut the door behind her.