Can the Yanoth hear our thoughts in our hijacked bodies?

“You believe monsters or gods will save you?”

“We look like Ghostbusters,” he says.

We grew up together, and I could never love another.

“They can’t see me,” the girl wept. “How can I be home, and they can’t even see me?”

I found a skeleton key. It fits no door in the abandoned house.

“I feel alive again,” she says leaving the masquerade, “but you love a lie.”

“Shut up,” she stomps. “*Shut up!*”