Olivia was silent for a moment. She did not take her eyes off the logbook.

“I know someone who might be able to help both of us,” she said. “Her name is Harmony. She lives in Fogg Lake. You’ll like her. She’s a real oracle.”

CHAPTER 23

Olivia was behind the wheel when the first wisps of fog began to seep through the trees. The mist was infused with a faint green energy thanks to the paranormal radiation in the lake and the caves. She knew the illumination would brighten and become more intense as night tightened its grip on the mountains. The visions and hallucinations would start soon. Initially they would appear to be a trick of the light, small shadows dancing at the corner of the eye. But they would grow stronger and more disturbing until the faint energy of dawn drove them back.

“This is not good,” she said, slowing for a tight curve. “It’s coming in earlier than usual. This is going to be a bad night. Looks like we’ll be spending it in the car.”

Harlan studied the fog as if he could make it vanish with the sheer force of his willpower. “It’s not bad. Not yet.”

“Trust me, I know this road. More to the point, I know this fog. It gets thick very quickly. It won’t be long before we won’t be able to see a foot in front of the car. And then we’ll start seeing . . . things.”

“Hallucinations?”

“Yes. You’re a strong talent, so you’ll know you’re seeing things that aren’t there, but that doesn’t make the experience any less disorienting. We need to find a safe place to get off the road. Once in a while someone panics and tries to drive through the fog. If your vehicle is sitting in the middle of the pavement it can end up getting pushed over a cliff into the river.”

“With us inside. Got it. All right, you’re the expert here. Where do we park for the night?”

At least he wasn’t going to argue. That was a relief.

“There are a couple of old logging roads that make good emergency campsites,” she said. “We’re close to one of them. We should be able to make it.”

“Your call,” Harlan said. He sounded grim but resigned.

“It’s clear you are not a happy camper, but look on the bright side.”

“There’s a bright side?”

“At least we’ve got food. I picked up a few things at that convenience store while you were talking to Victor and Lucas. But wait, it gets better. I always carry blankets in this vehicle. The back seat folds down, so we’ll have room to stretch out.”