Prologue

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The day the dead rose and told me their secrets, it was the day I knew I would never be the same again. To think of the lengths a person would go just to get even or just for sport. It makes my skin crawl, and my heart ache in disgust. Then how they continue living like they did nothing amazes and terrifies me. My name is Trahlyta and I can see the dead. I could see them since I was around 3 years old. Before I turned 18 the ghosts were always cheerful they didn't let me cry or be unhappy, but the truth had to come at some point. I asked the question that ended their charade. They then turned to what they looked like when they died and it horrified me.

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