As I sit here in this dark room and write this, I'm crying. I'm crying because I know the entities are getting stronger. I can hear them, every day and through the night as I sleep. I just want them to leave me alone, to stop the whispers. They never stop. I hate being a Medium - I feel as if I'm cursed. Some days I love my gift, but today it is a burden.

There's a little girl in the corner watching me. She's murmuring words and I can't understand them. I am trying to ignore her but it makes it worse. The whispers are getting louder every day and that means the veil between the Other Side and the living world is becoming thinner. Currently, I'm hiding away at the old family lake house, not too far outwards of Sachem Bay.

The little girl sits in the corner and I see she is now playing with her dolls. It seems she just wants company. I decide let her stay there, and play in solitude, as I know that is hard to come by on the astral plane. She says her name is Sadie Davenport.

I await my calling to return to the town that held the horror that has followed me since the death of my brother. The town will be waiting for me.

It always waits for me.

Jenny Cooper.