Of all the things that have haunted me, nothing has been more relentless than the echo of my own fading voice. This genre-defying tale is two parts ghost story, one part dug-up history, and all parts personal saga. From the hills of southeast Missouri where the civil war still lingers like mist in the early morning, I have been running for my life—only to chase the specter of myself right back where I started. Settle in around the campfire, wrap yourself up tight, and have a listen. If you dare.