Midnight Terrors

“Max, you’re dead…” the words seemed dry as Jake forced them out. He had faced the most supernatural things yet this seemed too hard for Jake to believe. “I was never dead. You had left me yet I still prodded among the living, looking for you. But you never came back” Max stated, a hint of indignation in his angelic, smooth voice. Jake could hear the faint hurt in his voice as he spoke....

Jake was never a regular teen. He had accepted that. He had agreed to a task that had blindly guided him to a terrifying series of events that drove him to love and fear his true self.....