Prologue: Life and Death collide and are partners in life exchanging and bring back of souls who need the most.

The doorbell chimed, Zeta cautiously opened the white door slightly ajar; she cautiously peeked through the door as she glanced through checking for someone. She huffed angrily. 'Must be a stupid prank ',she thought angrily ,before setting to go back inside she looked on the bare ,white ,cemented, floor a letter was discarded on the grass. The newly lawn grass .Zeta darted her head and looked upwards, she darted her head in utter confusion.

She slowly knelt down, staring at the letter as she picked it up. Turning it over 'looks like a letter Harry Potter received, weird? 'She wondered. 'It can't be for me, right. Or is it just a sick joke?' She wondered angrily, as she ran her black-polished nails across the dowdy, long envelope and it read:

To Zeta

August 19 2022

From Maines, Bar Harbor, USA

'USA! ,' Zeta exclaimed staggering, clenching it tightly as it started to crumple.

'What the heck! 'She gripped it, jolted up and she darted her head across the busy streets of Berlin, as hectic and busy as usual .Zeta he shoved it closed the door and walked towards the living room. It was a slightly large room; it was whitewashed with a small T.V, an oak narrow bookcase that shined like glaze and a comfy, fluffy, white carpet .Zeta looked at the stamps as she itched to open it. 'Curiosity kills the cat but... Satisfaction brought it back ' she thought as she trailed off ,worriedly but what should she do, her dad is busy working as a construction manager, her mom is a nurse at the hospital and her older brother has gone to a frat party.

Frankly, Zeta should be happy but in this case is the exact opposite. She runs a tanned hand through her brunette hair in frustration .What if the prankster is still lurking around, waiting to attack or even a necrophilie, thoughts flooded through the sixteen year olds mind.

Zeta breathed ragged and fast , trying to calm herself down. She has to prevent herself from a panic attack or hyperventilating. Slowly, she got the letter from the round table and finally opened it, it was stapled she turned around cautiously open it, only to witness it's empty . In anger, she gripped it, crumpling narrowing her hazel eyes and throwing it onto the wooden floor.

PLAT!!!

Zeta yelled angrily. Idiot.....idiot you freaking fell for it, again! Suddenly, her eyes caught an amulet. It was a chained necklace was glowed violet like a pebble and it looked like a glass moon but the size of a softball .It was shimmering and freezing cold on the floor. It was rimmed with silver; she knelt down staring at it .She carefully unwrapped the paper and placed it on the table, she held it and skimmed the paper as it shined on it exposing ink like ultraviolet .In awe, she finally saw the words .Instantly, and she jumped with fear and joy. She flipped her long, straight hair, biting her bottom pink lip.

Zeta sat on the red couch, giddily she read gasping in insatiable.' It's a Friday so let me entertain myself. 'She thought. Skimming through the letter.

Zeta stared at the letter in awe, shock and horror.

'This has to be one sick joke, 'she gnashed her teeth 'and you fell for it, again ...this has to be from a dork.'

Friday, 26 August 2022

Katzenberg, Berlin

The assistant

The Specialis Academy

Maines, Bar Harbor, USA

Dear Zeta,

You have been invited to join the specialis academy a school for special individuals, with remarkable gifts .The school is located in Maine's, Bar harbor .The school teaches from ages eleven to eighteen. Tuition is entirely free is being paid by charity and the owners.

Accepting this can benefit you in remarkable ways .The school is heavily protected surrounded by forests.

School starts on September 30th, boarding is obligatory, and your own scholarship and school last for a whole year. Only orphans or foreigners can stay for a year.

Zeta scoffed. Averting her head, she strolled towards the table and eyed the journal, tilting her head and tapped her chin. It was a notebook, hot pink covered with exotic flower and beaches. The blue-stripped pages were jammed up.

She flipped through the journal and then decided to read it .She moved towards the couch and crossed her legs, stretching her short, black dress and flipped through.

However, on her other hand, Zeta skimmed through the letter wondering, why, how and what? She hurriedly grabbed the amulet ,shoving it to her face and checking to see if she missed something .It's obviously is not a normal school or letter .'What letter magically appears out of thin air and uses magic'? She held it to her face as it glowed and illuminated.

Zeta gasped loudly as more words faded into view, exposing a more convincing letter .Her eyes caught between its glow and words.

Everyone in her school knew how weird Zeta was. When she was younger she'll often pretend to be a witch, she enjoyed harry potter and loved botany. Amazement, enough as she got older, she wished she could fly and had or very much had a quick temper.

Even at thirteen, she played around with tarot cards, preferred wands, pretending to cast a spell and play around with Ouija boards.

At fourteen, she'll often hang out at the cemetery watching the graves, wondering dark thoughts and felt unusually comfortable at the place, at ten, she had a dark phase of goth/emo teen. Halloween was her absolute fav .She'll stay up all night watching horror movies and loved reading horror novels. The letter read:

Hi, my name is Himaya McCarthy and am your guide; you've received this letter .Personally, by me because you're obviously not human. Some few years ago, something horrible happened but now that's up for you to find out .I can tell you're shocked but don't worry if you accept this invitation to our school everything will be revealed that you're either a Specalis ,a human born with supernatural tendencies' or a supernatural with more power.

In school, you'll be trained and find out why you are in this world and train to help others.

I'm personally giving you this letter myself.

That'll be explained soon and that's if only you accept.

Notice anything odd about yourself.

To give you an out view pls read my story about my life and everything will eventually make more sense.

Hi, if you've received this, please read it is supposed to give a warning of ...well, About your 'new' life.

Hi, my name is Heather, and this is the story of how I died. Yes, died.

What the hell.

I have always been obsessed with paranormal things, my family moves a lot for work. When I finally moved into a new place. I hated it but life is not always roses and hearts, the people I met and the crazy things changed my perspective.

Have you ever wondered how it is ,to believe fantasy is real .Well ,I've been obsessed with fantasy novels since I turned nine .One day , me and my family moved to a new town but I didn't really know what was waiting for me .Learning about trust ,regret and lust . I didn't understand but now this is the story of how I died.