Alan Wayne Trapman—aka "Brother Harmony"—knew that what belonged in the great Nahollo Swamp did not often arrive. Those who came to his long, low, derelict shack sought his psychic and spiritualistic gifts.

They brought danger, damnation and death and asked him, begged him desperately, to save or at least locate their souls. His business required him to duel with demons. While he frequently won, each victory exacted a price, and in the end his toughest opponent was "Sister Chaos"—no demon. But something worse.

Much, much worse.