William Stark is not the hero type, at least not in his eyes. Awkward and anxious, mental illness and a confused faith keep him from loving the girl of his dreams, and himself. A lack of self-esteem takes him to the depths of hell (literally) to fight an intimate battle between fear and faith.

Will wants nothing more than to feel normal, but when you're from a town nicknamed, The Devil’s Rendition of Sedona Arizona, it's not meant to be. Famous for attracting fire and brimstone preachers, occult psychics, and the fringes of society, Millersville is hiding a history that’s anything but traditional.

With the guidance of a deeply spiritual school psychologist who may be keeping secrets of his own, Will learns to balance his mental health symptoms and work towards normalcy, which is about to be short lived.

A team of paranormal investigators have their eyes on the reluctant Will and his unique abilities. What isn't clear is their deeper purpose for him. Aided with technology developed by the group, Gateway, a Resurrectionist crosses into a world of lost spirits and guides them to the light. William's calling, his purpose, is laid before him. He must fight to conquer his demons or risk becoming one of them, falling into darkness for all eternity.

The Resurrectionist

Luke opened his eyes and sat up in bed. The street light outside his window was out, turning the room pitch black except for the digital numbers on the clock which read 3:21 a.m. 


“I know you’re here. The air is freezing cold. Go away.” Luke whispered; his head pounded. 


“I went inside your mind. I can read your thought energy. You don’t want to try this.” The phantom voice whispered. 


“Are you going to help me? If not, then leave me alone.” 


“I’ve always offered my help, have I not?” 


“What do I need to do?” Luke asked. 


“You need to make the hard choice.” 


“Once you make the hard choice, things will begin to go more smoothly for you.” 


“The cops are getting close. If I don’t act now it’s over.” 


“You shouldn’t move the body.” Ice cold air continued swirling around the room. “You will fail.” 


Luke’s stomach churned. “I have to. There’s no other way.” 


“There’s always another way. You could tell the truth.” 


A Growing Rift