Oblivion

I KILLED HIM. His blood is on my hands. His heart is in my soul. I KILLED HIM.

One year ago, Callie was found shivering in an abandoned apartment, the walls covered in her red-inked scrawls. She remembers nothing of that night. Nothing of the thirty-six hours before. All she knows is that her father, the reverend at the Church of the Holy Promise, hasn't been seen since. Neither has Hannah Rynes, a young girl from the parish.

Since that night, Callie's been plagued by graphomania--a compulsion to write. The words that pound in her head and flow through her red felt-tipped pen onto the pages of her notebooks, onto her jeans, onto her limbs, make no sense, yet they may be the key to unlocking her memory.

The anniversary of Hannah's disappearance is approaching. The words are coming faster and faster. Then Callie meets a guy at school who might be able to help her sort through the jumbled nonsense and piece the puzzle together, unlocking her past.

But some secrets are better left buried. . . .