TERESA

"You are saying he’s alive but stuck in a pocket dimension inside the pack house?" Keller asked.

He kept on staring at me like I was growing a second head.

“Yes,” I said. “I saw him and I spoke to him. I even touched him. I swear, I'm not mad.”

“Teresa,” he started with his voice low, “do you know how insane that sounds?”

“I don’t care how it sounds. It’s real. I met with him! Why can't you believe me?”

He paced across the room, fingers tugging ...