Chrissie knew it wouldn't be much longer before she was dead. Not by her hand but at the hands of the others whose soul she shared. They were broken and getting weaker by the day. Each had their own reasons and had no time for the other. Chrissie's mind was filled with nightmares, arguments and hate. They hated each other and neither of them would acknowledge Chrissie. She didn't want to die, not yet. So she had no choice but to fight them, but how? Trapped in the same body with them, the only battle ground she had was their mind. This war would take place unseen and unknown by anyone. It would be a war for survival and she couldn't be certain it was a war she could win, it could end with their death, that she knew. She also knew she couldn't do it alone. She needed help and one of them unknowingly gave it to her. Gave her the chance she needed and she took it. This is the story of that war, the numerous battles she fought with an unlikely ally, on a battle field in a reality far from this one, the one she now thanks with this book because the war is over and they are all alive.