“A word came to me in secret—a mere whisper of a word, but I heard it clearly.It came in a scary dream one night,after I had fallen into a deep, deep sleep.Dread stared me in the face, and Terror.I was scared to death—I shook from head to foot.A spirit glided right in front of me—the hair on my head stood on end.I couldn’t tell what it was that appeared there—a blur . . . and then I heard a muffled voice: