*Isla*

Aunt Mary glides toward me, her hair and dress billowing around her. She looks like some sort of a spirit or a witch or something. Perhaps that’s because she is one. People from her island of KiloKilo are said to have magical powers. I guess I’m seeing that firsthand now.

An ominous feeling bubbles up inside of me. Is she coming at me to harm me or just because she is happy to see me?

Behind me, I hear another wave of howls throughout the forest. Thunder echoes ...