Chapter Thirteen“Wake up, my child,” a voice spoke.
Kelly’s eyes were still heavy, but she finally managed to open them. Standing over her was a figure, bathed in white light. It took a moment for her sight to adjust. Kelly tried to stir, but her body was so cold, her muscles refused to cooperate.
That face. That voice. Was she still imagining things?
“Mother,” Kelly said. “Is that really you?”
The woman smiled. “Of course. I’ve been watching all this time.”
“Watching and speaking to me.”
Mother nodded. “Once you were ready to hear me. You called out for me and I came.”
“How can it be? You’re dead. I saw them bury your body all those years ago,” Kelly whispered.
“Our people do not die as humans do. Our energy lingers in this realm.”
Kelly shook her head. What energy? “I do not und
