Dear Jane, I am sorry that I will not be with you for another long period of time. I leave you with a gift, a gift that you will posses until the day you die. You will be the only one whom people will turn to for help; you will be, just like your mother once was. For years I have tried to hide your gift. I pretended that it was just your mother who had it, but I knew that one day I would not be able to protect you anymore. Among us there is the living, and the dead, but what we will never understand is the life of those who refuse to stay dead. Yes, it is true, these unwanted evil spirits often return. But what happens when they make attacks on us, begin to turn our ways? That is where you come in; you are the protector, the only one who can make these spirits rest for good. You are, the White Witch. Yours truly,
Farther