Lucy’s father used to read her fairytales. He told her that they were in some part true, and in others, they were just stories. He told her and her brothers and sisters that they were special, that they weren’t human. Their father was also out of his mind and as the bread winner, their mother never saw it. Whether she refused to see it, or she never got the benefit of it, Lucy didn’t know. One day their father disappeared, leaving a note to their mother , apologizing. She never knew what drove him to leave, but they did. They’d also promised each other that they weren’t going to tell.
Years later, her mother meets a new man and falls in love. This man had two children of his own. The children hated each other. Given the choice, they would have separated the two adults. Lucy isn’t surprised when her oldest brother is driven out of the house, or when her older sister follows after him. A new child later, things haven’t improved. People who knew her thought she was crazy. Her stepbrother and stepsister calling her Lunatic Lucy, her younger brother getting beaten up defending her didn’t help the situation. She wasn’t entirely sure she wasn’t crazy. Then weird things start to happen.
An argument that should have gotten her disowned is forgotten by morning. She’s attacked by freaks with fangs and possessed by someone who claims to have been murdered. No one seems to be the people she’d thought they were. She just knows something weird is going on. Lucy’s trying to figure out if she really is crazy, or if maybe her father wasn’t as crazy as they’d all thought he was. What if he’d been right?
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