People are dying, and it's all my fault; but how do you stop a killer that doesn't exist?
It's been a week since the night my best friend died, and I'm still in mourning. My life is upside down, and all I want to do is make sense of it, make sense of something. That's when the Department of Paranormal Affairs calls me in for a meeting with the chief of the New Orleans branch. I've been recruited, I'm skipping the application process, and they're making me a special agent of the department, just like Eli, Logan, and Damon, but I'm also given a case right away. Still, despite my lack of training, I have to do the best job I can because healthy people are dying, no one knows why, and this is exactly the kind of thing the DPA is supposed to investigate.
I thought working on the case and making myself feel useful would help right the drifting ship my life has become, but I was wrong; terribly, terribly wrong.