A dark human shadow slowly emerged, standing menacingly in front of her. His hands were empty and he appeared to be only two dimensional. His shape reminded her of the shadow from Peter Pan. A silent tear ran down her cheek. "Who are you?" she whispered."I now have the power of taste. I can taste your sweat and find your fear savory."Nestled in a small Rhode Island cottage, Alex Wolfe and her five adopted Wiccan siblings are celebrating their annual...