Status: on hiatus while i do some rewrites. bear with me.

The Twelve Percent

Amethyst's mother thought Lydia was just an imaginary friend to keep her four year old company. But in reality - she was just the beginning. Now, at age twenty-two, Amethyst still sees the ghosts; and someone is unknowingly creating more of them by going on a killing spree.

She's not crazy. But the ghosts tend to be.