Chapter Nine

CHAPTER NINE

Winter

Spinning around, I survey the mist just as someone emerges from the thick gray. It's a young woman, only a few years older than me. She looks freaked out, her red hair hanging loose around her face and her green eyes wide.

"Hello?" she asks cautiously, stopping a few yards away. "Are you... are you a human?"

Not quite. I don't know what I am, really. Just that I'm some kind of supernatural with really unpredictable powers.

"Human" is a close enough description in this context, though, with wisps floating around.

I nod, my heart racing. I'm not used to seeing other people out here. "Yes," I say, trying to keep my voice steady. "Who are you?"

The woman hesitates before speaking. "I'm Lucy. I was out here on a camping trip with my friends, but I got separated from them. I don't know where they are."