"Good thing Lee didn't come on this one." Kerry tucked her long blonde hair behind her ear and joined the rest of the crew at their restaurant table.
It was a good thing their psychic hadn't joined them. Poor Lee had enough going on in his head without letting all this dark energy in, too. Honestly, Sammy didn't know how he lived like that.
She sat back and perused the menu in the diner at the center of her hometown. She'd gotten a lot of curious stares from others, some not so friendly, but she'd deal. This was a very religious community, and people thought she was messing with stuff she shouldn't. She understood, but disagreed. Growing up, the old church was a thing of nightmares. Most of the community still believed just talking about it would send the devil after them.
Something needed to be done, that was for sure. Not just for Michael's plans either, but to bring peace to the area. Hopefully, they'd get some answers.