The robes of the wraiths began to billow and the static consuming their faces went ballistic as they charged a collective attack. A reverse panopticon of thick gray beams fired from their bosoms and raced to skewer her from every angle at once.

Around her sprung a translucent red bubble that appeared so suddenly she thought at first death really was like video games, where the screen froze red with the words GAME OVER plastered across it. The folly subsided as she realized someone had placed a barrier around her. The beams of the wraiths bounced back as the bubble throbbed and undulated with a series of wet slaps.

(Chapter 2)