Once Hadleigh woke, she was in the light world with a brightly lit foggy essence above her head. The floor was like polished marble tile. Not far away was the black world. Everything was quiet.

There was a sheet of glass separating the two worlds. She stared toward the black fog swirling across the way. She peered at her reflection on the floor. As she did, she felt a dark presence looming behind her.

When she turned around, there was Lucien. He was dressed in a black three-piece ...