“A DARKNESS IS COMING.” The girl’s voice spoke doom. “There are shadows on Easter Hill. That is why it is happening. That is why Fluter is dying.” Jessica cried out these words though Maud realized with a spasm of fear that the child was no longer talking to her, but staring wide-eyed through the open window, talking to something out beyond the treetops of the open park. No longer delicate and polite, Jessica seemed charged with a visible power... A novel of psychic horror, a vision of undying evil