
Sight - S1 : E16
Zoe’s scream sliced through the bookstore. She shrieked and stumbled in the aisle, knocking the travel books to the carpet. The wolf, skeletal, merciless, hunched it shoulders, readying to spring. Harry’s spirit whispered a curse. In spite of everything, pity surged through me for the woman. But I didn’t turn away. I saw the animal spirit tear at her neck. I saw Harry’s malformed ghost reach into her heart. I saw the sheriff grab Zoe’s wrist. In a back-and-forth motion, the g