The Visions of Sandy Brown excerpt

Here is an excerpt from my novella "The Visions of Sandy Brown":

She could not focus on the lecture at all, for fear that the thing would return to possess her teacher once again. What was it? Whatever it was, it was cold. Just thinking about it gave her a chill. Calm down, Sandy. Just calm down. She tried to concentrate.  Overcome the distractions. Focus, girl.

And suddenly, she was face-to-face with the girl in front of her!

“Becky?!”

The other girl had turned around in her seat and was staring right at her.

Sandy had always thought of Becky as cute: she had dark, curly hair and soft childlike features. She had a willowy frame and spoke in a high pitch. But looking into her eyes, Sandy knew this was not Becky.

The petite girl bore down on her, with an uncharacteristic intensity. Almost as if something else inhabited her body. Her lips parted, and the voice that came out was not high-pitched, but deep, guttural and unnatural. “You have the sight.”