Somewhere outside of Buffalo, Sean McDermott awoke in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. He could have sworn the house was shaking. He wiped the sleep from his eyes. Where was that light coming from? He sat up in bed, still struggling to see clearly. As his vision came into focus, what he saw made his heart beat hard in his chest.
There, on the floor at the foot of his bed, was a little blond girl sitting in front of a TV. This definitely wasn’t his kid. The TV was showing nothing but static.