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PROLOGUE
The evil grows I can feel its dark touch
-Entry from the diary of Henry de Montfort,
September 2, 1068
«Mark!” She awoke screa her twin brother's name
She turned on her bedside laaze flew frantically around her bedroom, and her heart seemed to stop
She didn't see her furniture She didn't see the antique cherry dresser or chest She didn't see the stacks of books that lined her shelves, shelves lovingly randfather's hands
She just saw the blood
And it was everywhere
And she felt the evil The overwhel evil
She closed her eyes, desperate to stop the vision
A man's terror-filled scream echoed in her mind
«No!” She shoved her covers aside and jumped from the bed
In a flash, the vision ended
She could see her roonizable nonetheless
Her heartbeat pounded desperately in her ears Her body shook with remembered fear
Had it been a dream? Just a dream?
She shook her head It couldn't have been a dream It'd felt … too real
She had a sudden desperate urge to call Mark To hear his voice
She reached for the phone
A shrill ring froze her hand
Her heart stopped
The phone rang again, its cry eerily like the scream from her dream
Her fingers shook as she lifted the receiver “H-hello?»
As she listened to the caller, all of the blood drained from her face Her body swayed and the phone dropped froers
Strange icy prickles shot across her skin Lights flashed before her eyes
Her body fell to the floor
And she stumbled back into the dreams of a dead man
CHAPTER 1
Like a child, I fear the darkness
-Entry from the diary of Henry de Montfort,
September 8, 1068
Savannah Daniels gathered her strength and pulled herself over the high granite wall She slipped over its edge and fell to the ground, landing with a soft thud Blood covered her body and her torn clothes
It was a miracle that she'd made it up the mountain
Her so Halfway up the treacherous mountain road, it had sputtered once and then stopped Steaing, pleading or cursing had been able to start the engine again
She'd gotten out of the car, and she'd done the only thing that she could She'd walked For raveled road Walked until her feet ached, until blisters grew on her heels and toes