En cours de chargement...
"Faith, wake up!" I jumped awake at the sound of a female voice. No female had been in the car with us. I looked at the drivers seat, Clint was gone. I was alone. The windshield of the Impala looked as if something had been splashed across it. I leaned over the seat to turn on the headlights. I saw words, written in blood. LOST SOULS CAN BE FOUNDI slammed my hand into the dash to turn out the lights, looked around to see that the car doors were wide open.
I WAS NOT ALONE.