

Cue more strange happenings that Masterton makes believably unsettling and convince Harry, and soon comes the big reveal: the fetus developing in Karen's neck is the reborn spirit of the great and powerful Native American medicine man Misquamacus. Her sense of doom and foreboding about it causes Harry to start thinking there might be something to this occult business after all ( I don't mind messing around with the occult when it behaves itself, but when it starts acting up, then I start getting a little bit of the creeps).

Just before she enters the hospital, Karen Tandy comes to see him about a disturbing dream she's been having. I know, right? Then Masterton switches to first-person narration by Harry Erskine, a 30-something guy earning his living providing sham psychic readings (are there any other kind?) to little old rich ladies in a wintry New York City. An attention-getting prelude introduces young Karen Tandy, who's in the hospital baffling doctors with the strange moving tumor on the back of her neck that X-rays reveal to be a developing fetus.
