When an energy-stabilizing cosmic event known as "shifting" trades coordinates between worlds, seventeen-year-old Visha dreads it, until it strands her alone in a forest with a mangled leg caught in a bear trap. Waking up in a morgue with a beating heart and a dead man's toe-tag. Forcing the desperate Visha to seize the closest corpse on a stretcher and use her power, and forming a temporary, one-sided bond by whispering, "I'm your girlfriend." Except the dead body answers back. She starts hearing a voice, soft, delighted, weird- 'Oh, can I give you a nickname?' No..no…no- you can't you dead thing 'Little Lamb.' It was only ever temporary on her side. Can the dead please just stay dead?