As soon as Ramsey saw me coming down the stairs still shaken from the séance, he paled. He sealed his mouth shut, though, until the front door closed behind us.  The wintry air slammed into my face and stole my breaths. It was a total white-out with huge snowflakes falling sideways in the blustery wind and the snow already piled to my thighs.

Ducking his head to shield his face, he took my hand and led me down the steps and into the cover of trees. They blocked some of the ...