"I thought I was normal. No. I wasn't. The real question is. Who are they? And what do they want? I stood there. Unable to move. Unable to speak. The cold snow piled on me faster and faster, like tiny led bullets. And all I heard was her voice. Low and clear." Veronica was not normal at all. She could hear things. And most importantly, she could move things. With her mind. Not normal at all. When the sun sets and the moon rises, a new child becomes different. Known as one of the others. And when the moon rises it is speaking quietly of the danger coming nearer. And when the sun peeks it tells you false things loudly. These are different for a reason. A reason that's telling you someone is coming. The cover is made by Shannon!