The crowds keep coming to the small house on Shaker Street. More and more every day it seems. They come to see eight-year-old Anabelle Vincent, the little girl who should have died but didn’t, who lies in a comalike state, unable to move or speak. They come because a visitor experienced what seemed like a miracle caused by Anabelle. Word spread. There were more visitors, more miracles. Anabelle’s story has been picked up by television and the Internet, and the visitors believe, devoutly, desperately. But is this the divine at work or something else?