Savannah - Joan Marler

(Paperback)

One by one they marched before her eyes in single file -- tall, dark, faceless marionettes -- each one identical to the last. Marching so close that she could hear their breathing, the first figure suddenly turned; gesturing for her to follow, disappeared, calling "Sa-van- nah!" as the others followed suit. She fought the swirling darkness which threatened to drown her, and awoke, shivering in cold perspiration. ...Savannah repeated the nightmare every few weeks...ever since the night her father had disappeared seven months ago. She had written down every detail of that horrible night in her journal. She had reviewed it over and over in her mind. But no matter how many times she thought about it, it just didn't make sense.