The Forgotten Voices of Blackwood.

The whispers were now constant, a background hum of voices uttering her fears back at her. She re

e shaking. "The town. It needs a sacri

r great-grandfather had made a bargain with something ancient to keep the town prosperous. There was a price to be paid, steep

voice shaking. "No one, except those bo

e, but she knew now his pact had somehow called her back, the voices calling her to finish the ri

d to the old church at the edge of the town, se