It’s just a shadow, Si, my mother’s voice echoes, but this time, it’s a memory, not a voice in my head. That’s what they’ll tell you. They think it’s silly to be afraid of the dark. But you and I both know that darkness is danger. After all, it’s easier to kill when they don’t see it coming. My father’s voice is firm. That’s why we never turn out the lights in this house. We don’t want to find out what our curse will drive us to do to each other in the dark.
