Abigail wakes up from being in an escape pod to find she is no longer a fourteen-year-old girl.
She has the human body of a gal in her twenties but her pretty curly brown hair is now pure snow white and her brown puppy eyes are gray.
Is that because she spent over a hundred years asleep in the escape pod?
Mining Post 7, the place where Earth sends their most unwanted male criminals to.
A place where Earth would forget about if it wasn't for the rocks that were richly loaded with various metals that Earth needs desperately.
Why did the escape pod turn into a pool of oily black goo?
Why has Earth lost contact with the Cargo Ship destined for Mining Post 7?
Who is building the Cargo Ships that are flooding the Black Market with pure metals?
Who? What?
Where is Goohvia?
'There's something beyond the mirrors...'
She should probably be choosing her majors for college, considering a career, and the direction for the rest of her life. Instead - she's still working at the small town coffee shop where she got her first job. And while commuting from a bigger city to the much smaller town of Briarsfield where she grew up is a pain, Evie likes the stability. The normalcy. Because the dreams or nightmares that Evie had started having a little over a year ago now are anything but normal.
Dreams of an endless void of fog. They've persisted and refused to leave her alone now for months. And Evie is haunted by the chilling feeling that she is not alone in the fog.
But when the fog suddenly becomes real, weather completely uncommon for Briarsfield at this time of year, Evie wakes up to a sensation of dread. And that something is very different. And very wrong. That something has changed and she's been suddenly put at the epicenter. At the precipice of something life altering.
Or world ending.