Prologue

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When I was a little girl, I was afraid of the dark. A lot of children are. Most parents tell their children that there is nothing to fear. Sometimes children are comforted by a light left on. Others need their parents to stay for a while, to read them a happy story. I can still remember my brother singing me to sleep.

As we grow, our parents teach us that these fears are unreasonable. They tell us that the man we saw by our bed was a trick of the light. The strange noises were the pipes creaking or the house settling and the whispers we heard as we fell asleep were only our imagination. By the time we are adults, we believe that there is no reason to hide, because we know that there isn’t anything out there.

When you were young, your parents told you that there was nothing to fear in the dark.

They lied.

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