The Ghost Veronica Gray — Ken Eulo

They were just kids, playing in the graveyard among the rotting bones of the dead.

They were just kids, playing new and explosive games, indulging in forbidden pleasures, exciting each other...and something else, something evil.

They were just kids, but their play had awakened a dark, malevolent force that would stalk them by day and haunt their dreams at night. For it was an insatiable thing that fed on flesh and spirit, an elusive creature that could take many forms.

They were just kids when they entered the graveyard, but when they left, they were more. Much more. They had loosed a fearsome thing on the earth, an abomination