PREFACE
He is coming for me.
I have no clue how I know this—a premonition has never happened to me in this manner before—I just do. My species is powerful. Far more powerful than my hosts; nevertheless, we are unable to read minds, nor can we predict the future. Still, the perception that I am about to be discovered is undeniable.
If I hadn’t been on this particular bus, none of what’s about to happen would be affecting me. And if I hadn’t passed out, he never would have found me. For one of only a few times during my sojourn here on Earth, I experience a profound unease. Even fear. And intense unremitting pain.
He is going to find me. This is inevitable. I’m unable to move. Escape, impossible. I’m too incapacitated. Yet somehow I must save myself, preserve my being; otherwise, I’ll be forced to leave before my time here is done.
I have no choice, I tell myself. My rulers would order, “NayéLi, leave your body.”
And I would say, “No.”
Let him find me.
What concerns me most, though, more than being discovered, is that I harbor no inkling of what will happen next.
Just that it will change...everything!
Smilodons, vicious and brutal predators, roamed the earth for hundreds of thousands of years. Then they vanished during the last ice age. Now one is back!
There's a side of the universe we've never seen. Never touched. Never communicated with. But we know it's out there. The Dark Universe. There are beings we've never seen, never touched, never communicated with. And they know we're out there. 
