The Wild Life of Felicia Wilder
My name is Felicia Wilder. I am what you could call strange. Ever since I was a small girl I have been able to communicate with the dead. Don't believe me? I just had lunch with Frank Sinatra. How's that for proof?
As a twenty-two year old woman I had grown comfortable with my abilities and settled into a life-a fairly lonely life since no one wants to be around the crazy cat lady who sees dead people.
Then things began to get really weird.
I began to dream of a man cloaked in black that was demanding my soul-cliché right?
Then the neighborhood animals began flocking to my house and the wild ones as well.
Then a man began following me around. And he seemed fond of sniffing me-I told you it was weird.
What followed was a journey beyond anything I could have ever imagined. All I knew was that my life was at stake, my stalker was hot, dead people don't understand boundaries and bigfoot was real.
Will I live through this nightmarish hell of monsters, ghouls and make-believe that seem to want me gone? I have no idea.... Will I still be a virgin when all of this is over? Dear sweet baby Jesus, I hope not.