Dark Spirits (32 page)

“I think I do,” Nathan said, and we all stared at him. “I think when we sleep, our spirits sometimes go to a different plane of existence. To the spiritual world, where our deceased loved ones can sometimes visit with us while we’re in slumber. So I’m sure dark spirits can reach us there as well.”

“I don’t think I’m ever going to sleep again,” I mumbled, not liking his theory, even though it made sense.

“If that’s true,” Carrie said, “then why haven’t the dark spirits pestered Paige every time she falls asleep?”

Nathan thought about it for a minute. “Maybe because her spirit hasn’t traveled to that plane of existence since then.”

I frowned. “I think you’re grasping at straws.”

 “I’m with Paige on that one,” Tree said.

Carrie made an agreement sound. “Yeah. Me, too.”

“It’s a theory explaining things until a better one comes along.” Nathan shrugged. “Paige was sick when it happened, so maybe being ill had something to do with it. Because if you think about it, when a human is being occupied becomes sick, the entity vacates the vessel. So the night Paige wasn’t feeling well, her spirit left her body.”

“But if that’s true,” Carrie argued, “how come malevolent beings don’t take advantage of every sick person when they go to sleep? And when Paige was in a comatose state, they didn’t take advantage of her then.”

“You have a good point, Carrie,” I said, feeling better about the situation. I mean, seriously. If they could, they’d totally ambush my dreams. They’d also do the same to other people, especially since they despised humans.

“There’s a connection there somewhere because it did happen,” Nathan mused. “Maybe Paige does have a connection to the spiritual world, which would stand to reason why it happened to her.”

Carrie sounded exasperated. “Yeah, but
, again,
if what you’re saying is true then how come it only happened to her that one night? It doesn’t make sense.”

My head was whirling.

“Then I don’t know,” Nathan said, throwing his hands in the air. “But I don’t want it to happen to her again because there’s nothing I can do about it!”

“Hey!” Tree barked, and when we looked at him, he flashed us his famous goofy grin, drawing a smile out of me. “This is going nowhere, and since we can’t do any research on the caves in Africa, let’s talk about Paige having a connection to the spiritual world ‘cause I think Carrie was on to something.”

Nathan inhaled through his nose and exhaled through his mouth, making a loud whooshing noise. “Good idea,” he admitted.

I thought so, too, though it made me a bit uneasy–until Tree’s next suggestion, then I was nervous as hell.

“I think with the present circumstances”–Tree swept his hand in the air, gesturing around the room at the candles–“Paige should try conjuring up her grandmother to see if we can get any answers out of her.”

To my horror, Carrie squealed with delight, and Nathan nodded in agreement.

About The Author

Rebekkah Ford grew up in a family that dealt with the paranormal. Her parents’ Charles and Geri Wilhelm were the Directors of the UFO Investigators League in Fairfield, Ohio, back in the 1970s. They also investigated ghost hauntings and Bigfoot sightings in addition to UFO’s. Growing up in this type of environment and having the passion for writing is what drove Rebekkah at an early age to write stories dealing with the paranormal. At one point in her life, she thought she wanted to be a journalist, and although she enjoyed writing articles, she quickly discovered her real passion was writing fiction. Her fascination with the paranormal is what led her to write the
Beyond the Eyes
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