57 - Voices in the air
You're alone. You hear your name whispered. Who is it and what do they want to tell you?

Normally, I can hear the voices of my loved ones and personal spirit slaves most clearly in my ears. Granted I can hear the voices of the weaker spirits who clamour for attention, but they are not strong and are easy to dismiss.

This evening, however, I have put them all from my mind and am concentrating on one voice. It is weak, but soon the dybbuk will become clear in my mirror and I shall seek him out. There is a task I have for one such as him, and I will be awaiting the words, 'it is finished.'