Elena’s been having bad dreams. Ever since she defeated the evil wizard Bellcamp and his plot to deform and enslave the minorities of Detroit last year—serious nightmares leaving her screaming and thrashing in her bed. She hears the shadows, sees the whispers creeping through Detroit in the night. Bellcamp, for all his vile bravado and for all his having ushered the Umbra, that mysterious force of world-consuming darkness into Southeastern Michigan, was small potatoes. (12/13)