Volume 2: Halloween.

From on high, you watch your approaching enemy: flies, ants; blurred dots on the horizon - small, insignificant.
Chill.
For Shelly the battle was already won. And at great cost. But when it comes to perceiving, the mind is complex machine, screaming 'failure' in success, 'loser' in loneliness.

Regardless, the Island where she lives has sent its latest, fresh invitations to Death.

A strange little theatre has rolled into town, ready to unleash the most spectacular of bohemian shows. Instantly endorsed, nestled in the school grounds. Hypnosis, suggestion... desires fulfilled. Everything there is free, until it isn't. Because it never was.

But when Death is invited... all attend.

It seldom announces its charge on a skeletal horse, threshing a razor-sharp scythe. Instead, it creeps slowly within subtle shadows - crawling, slithering - straight to your front door, holding out the most delightful candy-floss, party-poppers and balloons. Who wouldn't take with joy?

This Halloween, Shelly Clover must battle her own demons once more... before fighting the real ones. In the hate, she still feels and perceives what no one else can. But she must strip delusion from fact once again, before facing a powerful foe who knows a 'trick or ten' about our Mind Macabre.