My name is Ariana Clove. I see ghosts, remnants, specters, the whole list. But, witches and THAT kind of thing are fake. They simply don't exist. My twin sister, Carter, can see them too, but not at all like me. To her, they are fuzzy, half-shaped images and garbled words. To me they are clear as day, and I hear their words like they are standing right next to me.
There WILL be minor swearing in this book. Read at your own risk. I've warned you.