We're going to the magic symposium. It's time for me to be introduced to the magic community but end up being wrongfully accused.

I was looking forward to a well-deserved break, but the fun is over when a famous healer is murdered.

The Elders lock down the estate to prevent anyone from leaving, and the killer is making sure the evidence points at me.

Grandma still visits me in my dreams, but now I'm seeing a new specter. I think he's trying to help, but it's hard to know who to trust.

Ezra and Sadie are my new family now. Putting my life in someone else's hands is teaching me to trust in ways I never knew I needed.

Looks like fear plays on the darkness in everyone, even Storykeepers.

I know beyond the shadow of a doubt there's goodness hiding in the darkness, but if I'm wrong, dragging this killer into the light might be the death of all of us.