My parents gave me a camera when I was a child, because I persisted in believing in faeries. Perhaps if I started seeing the world through the clinical lens, I'd see things the way they really are. But I did see truly. I just lost confidence in that. Then they came: The Changelings. One part glittering bad boys, the other world renown band and they have their sights on one thing: me. But why? What the hell is so special about me? I’m about to find out the truth is so much bigger than anything I've dreamed or feared and it's going the shake the world to its very foundations.