INTRODUCTION

CHAPTER 0. Summoned

The wind sung softly in the spectral silence around the house. Everyone in town knew that it was abandoned, and everybody lowered their voices when talking about the lights that appeared some nights. Today they were glowing again, too weak to come from a bulb, too cold to come from a candle. No one , but fools, dared to approach, the absence of clear limits kept them even further, especially when the lights were glowing.

Some impatient fingers were taping inside the house, illuminated by the soft pale lights.

Everybody knew it was haunted, but nobody could ever prove it. All that they knew was that anybody foolish enough to enter had never been the same again.

"Mmmmhh…." – A soft voice broke the silence for one moment. It was clear and young.

Communicates with live individuals, weak personality, dysfunctional family... refuses to develop ghostly abilities… shares home with living people… "Wonderful piece. Nice to meet you, looser". – said the voice in a mocking tone.

Four pale fingers moved the papers to look for new information; a pair of red eyes read fast, seeking the pages. Then, suddenly, the book was closed, and all the noise that could be heard came from a feather scratching over a paper.

I accept to take care of the case of Casper McFadden. I will start as soon as you summon me to confirm the need of my services….

And a final scratch let the silence begin again. A well-written letter lay on the desk, and the last glow of the soft light lit the still fresh ink that drew the signature.