Title: The Ghost Mirror

Genre: Young Adult; Paranormal Thriller

ISBN: 978-0974053776

Author: Jamieson Wolf

Prologue

In the Beginning….

Mr. Lavender looked down at the body that rested at his feet with some trepidation.

The body was that of a young boy, no more than twelve years old. There was a small wound at the back of his head that, even now, oozed blood onto the white tiled floor underneath him. The boy was clothed in shorts and a t-shirt that had been ripped to shreds.

Mr. Lavender made a tut-tut sound and moved around so he could see the body from another angle. It always helped to get a different perspective on things.

He spared a momentary glance at his companion who was standing by the doorway. The room around them was white, almost blinding. Its cleanliness was in sharp contrast to the rest of the house. All the other rooms were filled with cobwebs and shadow, inches of dust on table tops. Only the bathroom was sparkly white. Mr. Lavender shuddered slightly at the cleanliness of the bathroom. He preferred the grimier rooms; the ones filled with stacks of old books and papers that littered the floor. He could spend days poring over the papers; stacks of obituaries, old newspapers that detailed events past. Old things were filled with mystery. With magic.

“You found him like this?” Mr. Lavender asked his companion.

The companion, a thin man with dark, greasy hair and a pale face, nodded. “He was here this morning.” The man’s voice was gruff compared to Mr. Lavender’s soft toned voice. “I didn’t touch anything.” The companion was so pale that it looked as if he were going to fade into the whiteness of the walls.

“As well you shouldn’t,” Mr. Lavender said. He moved around the boy again so that he could see the boy’s eyes. They were still open. “Tut, tut,” he whispered. “What are we going to do with you, my little popinjay?”

He regarded the boy almost sadly, though his mouth did curve into a small smile. “Well, needs must,” he said simply.

He crouched down closer to the boy. Carefully, he laid the boy’s body on its back, so that his eyes stared skyward. Mr. Lavender opened the boy’s mouth slightly, as if the boy were forming a sound of surprise. Gently he prodded the boy’s chest with the tips of his fingers.“I am made from more than blood,” Mr. Lavender whispered. “I am filled with spirit strong.”

In response to his words, the air around them became thick, as if time stood still. He watched as whiteness, a soft mist, started to crawl out of the boy’s mouth.

“I am made from more than flesh,” Mr. Lavender continued. “I am filled with blood’s pure song.”

The rest of the incantation made the air thicker still. The companion watched as the mist leaving the boy quickened and started to take shape. He watched as Mr. Lavender bent close to the boy and breathed in through his mouth. The mist, slowly at first as if resisting, started to flow into Mr. Lavender’s open mouth.

When the mist was no more, and Mr. Lavender had closed his mouth, the air around them became whole once more.

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