She knew exactly where her jewelry was hidden—inside that abominable Stovall child’s bedroom, encased in a childish music box. Using her third-eye vision, and without any assistance from the prankster, Xaxier, she’d figured out a way to connect with the thieving, young rascal. Through the moving picture box! A sharp crackle and flashes of light woke Kali. Sitting up, she rubbed her eyes, and then glanced around. Her bedroom, dimly lit by a nightlight, appeared normal. The room was peaceful and calm—no unusual noises—no sparks of light. Thinking she’d been dreaming, she settled back down, nestling her head deeply into a plump pillow. A sudden harsh click and the TV powered on. Kali sprang upright and stared at the TV mounted on the wall that faced her bed. The screen was lit, but there was no picture, only a series of sizzling sounds. She whipped her head around, her eyes frantically searching for the remote. Locating the device on a table near her bed, Kali grabbed it, and quickly hit the power button.
