He’s an ordinary fifteen year old boy living with his parents in a small town called Sea Scarp, on the coast of New England.
Well, maybe not sick. He has been having an awful lot of headaches for the past year. Also, constant déjà vu, and prescient visions.
“Sea Scarp was little more than a bucolic coastal wayside built atop the bones of an old fishing village.”
Where did you hear about portals? Oh, it’s on the cover, right. Well in the literal sense a portal is an opening. Something like that might provide someone — or something — access to an otherwise inaccessible place.