The boy held her face and the look in his eyes was more frantic. "Help me, please. I'm hurting." "I know," Ace screamed. It was true. As his hands were firmly planted on her face, the pain was there just as well. She felt it with every inch of her body. "I'll help you, but you need to let go. I'm drowning!" ~ People come to Aisling like ghosts. They come when they're hurting or they're dying. Her soul is like a beam; they're drawn to it. Once they get there, they drag her into the backs of her mind, sometimes crying, sometimes screaming for help. They're miserable; desperate; angry. Most of the time, they ask to be put out because their pain is too much; other times they only want to be found. But what happens when it's her sister who shows up, crying for her help? She's been kidnapped from her college dorm and now it's up to Aisling and her brother to find her.