By Jason Wolfgang Gehlert
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Prologue
Walkway over the Hudson River
Hudson Valley, New York
6:47 a.m.
October Twenty-eighth, 2011
The morning sun broke over the horizon, giving the walkway a
new lease, a fresh bath in the breaking dawn. A small stampede of
citizens, removed from the real world stress, enjoyed their pleasant
jaunts across the newly built walkway over the Hudson River.
One conflicted soul, seemingly bothered by the thoughts that
ransacked her decaying mind, thought of suicide. If she could
jump to her death, then this voice would die too.
“Do it Jade,” the voice called to her. “We’ve planned this for a
long time.”
Jade Dillinger took a few paces north on the walkway, wanting
to block out the voice. A voice that had derailed her life over
the last few weeks. “I can’t do this,” she stuttered back, her hand
nervously gripping the knife. “I want my life back, or I’ll swear to
God, I’ll fucking jump right now.” Her head turned away from a
nearby jogger, pretending to talk on her imaginary Bluetooth.
“Jade, you can do this. I have faith in you my love,” his voice
continued to pound inside her head. “Its time for me to make my
return, to show everyone that Skylar Branson’s legacy is about
to be reborn.”
“Do you think the cops are that dumb? They’ll pin this on me.”
“The way you’ll kill this person will have my signature all
over it.”
“I have no idea how to kill a person,” said Jade, her skin covered
in nervous sweat.
“I’ll guide your every move,” Skylar instructed. “With my energy,
you will be the newest incarnation of Skylar Branson, and
the cops will revel in my rebirth.”
Jade couldn’t focus on her spinning reality. Her feet wouldn’t
move, they felt cemented to the bridge. Jade glanced over the
walkway at the river below, and then back again to the passing
joggers, riders, and walkers.
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