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her toward the back door.
    “Wait!” she yells, yanking her arm away. “The board.” Raven disappears beneath the long oak table. A few seconds later, she pops out holding the spirit board.
    “Come on,” I shout when I feel the spirits returning for round two. “Crap, too late.” An invisible force plows into me, pushing me back into the unforgiving wall. “Raven, run!”
    Something hits me in the ribs, banging my body into the wall once, twice, three times. My head spins from the impact. At least Raven made it out. A white mist fills my vision, and I blink several times. It doesn’t go away, only becomes sharper, more focused. Her form is wispy, ethereal. She would be beautiful were her lips not turned into a vicious sneer. I lie on the ground, waiting for her to make her move while she floats around me.
    “She lied,” the ghost whispers in a grating voice so at odds with her glowing visage.
    “Who lied?” I swallow around the lump of dread in my throat.
    My instincts scream at me to run, but I’m trapped on this hard, tile floor until my head stops spinning. I take a deep breath and bite back a yelp. My fingers fly to my left side. A hiss escapes my lips from the sharp pain‌—‌my ribs are broken or bruised. Either way it hurts like hell.
    “Earlier outside, your girlfriend, she lied,” the ghost girl informs me, her face contorted in malicious glee. “I can’t believe you fell for it! Kissing that hunk was a rehearsal? Damn you’d have to be a total chump to fall for that.”
    I ignore her mocking words. I trust Kacie and Daniel. Right? With a loud groan, I push myself to my feet, clutching my side. Turning my back on the now cackling specter, I limp from the kitchen.
    “Aww, did I hurt your little feelings?” she asks in a mocking tone as she appears in front of me.
    My breath flies out through gritted teeth. After all these years, I should be past gasping in surprise whenever a ghost pops in, but I guess it’s just one of those things that will always bug me. Right now, this girl seems to be a bit more than I can handle. Dirty trick, playing on my insecurity. She must be worried about what we might do to evict her.
    “Sometimes the truth hurts,” another female voice says from behind me as I’m shoved forward.
    This time I’m unable to hold back a startled cry as pain sears through my side. I whip around to confront the newest presence. She floats above the ground, a mocking smile on her mangled face. The entire left side of her head is caved in, and her limbs bend at impossible angles. Another ghost appears beside her, pristine and white with long, flowing hair. She looks like she should be running through a meadow, maybe picking flowers, rather than glaring down at me with a scowl marring her face. Four dark scratches cover each cheek from her eyes down to her mouth. They almost appear self-inflicted, like whatever happened to her was so awful that she scratched her own cheeks with her fingernails.
    “Did we break him?” the new spirit asks, moving within inches of my face. A frigid breeze accompanies her hand as she waves it in my face. “Darn, and he was so cute too.”
    My mind reels in confusion. Never, in all my investigations, have I come across such an odd trio of spirits. Not only are they able to manipulate the physical world, but they speak so clearly. I can’t begin to imagine the amount of power they’d need to command to perform such a feat.
    Silence seems to work, and I allow the three ghosts to think I’ve lost my mind, while I try to make sense of what I’m seeing. They whisper to each other, pointing my way every few words. I’ve heard of spirit boards opening portals to all sorts of weirdness… but this?

Chapter Seven — Rescue
    Chapter Seven
    Rescue

    Kacie
    Raven bursts from the house, the spirit board cradled to her chest. She lurches across the front yard, and I concentrate on the front door, waiting for Logan to appear. As the seconds tick by my throat