It is just a favor for my brother. One moment we are having fun-the next-everything is altered.My intellect, I no longer control. The accident has iruinedi my life. pThe demons-gifts, as my family calls them-I have worked to banish from my mind now grow exponentially. I can no longer constrain my paranormal powers. pWith each supernatural incident, the power increases within me. Twisting, growing, in my core, it calls out like a beacon to the unnatural-the dead. Still, I must harness the force and turn it toward the good and productive. pBecause as I struggle with my newly unleashed psychic abilities.bribThose gifts are all that separate a kidnapped child from certain death.bi