I'm told the hallway between the Maze and the Curtain is where all the Dead arrive. All of us are lost. All confused. But I'm also told the Dead remember their Life ... especially their name. I'm Hannah, by the way. And I died at the age of 17. I know that now of course, but not while I was running from predators in the Maze or burning my hand on the Curtain. And to think I once thought those were my biggest problems.
The Day of the Dead is the one time we can travel anywhere in the Land of the Living. The window is short. Thanks to a Medium named Lin, I know where my family is. This is my one chance to tell them I'm OK and mend their pain. But there are a few things holding me up. My roommate is literally trying to suck my soul. There's a Don turning the Dead into wisp, and I think my best friend is in love with me. All this leads to one conundrum: Do I sacrifice my one chance to visit my Live family, or use it to rescue damned souls from a ruthless Dead Don?
If you think Life's hard, wait till you're Dead.