The mist rose out of the lake, a slow white swirl stark agains the night.
It took shape, changed shape -- a bird,
a snake, a woman.
It floated, searching for something, and not finding, killed randomly.
SHADES OF EVIL . . .
where the powers of voodoo and obeah meet in a clash of supernatural wills.
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