Kara Thomas meets Twin Peaks in this supernatural thriller about one girl's hunt for the truth about her mother's disappearance. In 1973, the thirty-one residents of Bitter Rock disappeared. In 2003, so did my mother. Now, I've come to Bitter Rock to find out what happened to her--and to me. Because Bitter Rock has many ghosts. And I might be one of them. Sophia's earliest memory is of drowning. She remembers the darkness of the water and the briny taste as it filled her throat, the sensation of going under. She remembers hands pulling her back to safety, but that memory is impossible--she's never been to the ocean. But then Sophia gets a mysterious call about an island names Bitter Rock, and learns that she and her mother were there fifteen years ago--and her mother never returned. The hunt for answers lures her to Bitter Rock, but the more she uncovers, the clearer it is that her mother is just one in a chain of disappearances. People have been vanishing from Bitter Rock for decades, leaving only their ghostly echoes behind. Sophia is the only one who can break the cycle--or risk becoming nothing more than another echo haunting the island. Raves for  Our Last Echoes : "Fantastically immersive... Beautifully haunting and sure to keep readers up all night."— Kirkus     "A disturbingly imaginative tale that is both deeply human and truly terrifying."— Publishers Weekly   “Told in a series of prose chapters mixed with found documents and written confessions, this offers teen readers an engrossing journey that will appeal to fans of body horror and supernatural thrillers.”— Booklist     "Marshall masterfully balances a building thrum of tension with perfectly timed jump scares."— BCCB Praise for  Rules for Vanishing : * "[A] chilling tale [that] ties together regional folklore, urban legends, and ghost stories to craft an exquisitely unsettling dark fantasy." -Publishers Weekly , starred review "Engrossing." -Kirkus "A haunting tale." -SLJ Raves for  I Am Still Alive : "This tense wire of a novel thrums with suspense.... [This book] just might be the highlight of your summer."- The New York Times * "A taut, gripping page-turner with a strong female hero to root for."- Kirkus , starred review * "With masterful pacing, rich characterization, a dynamic voice, and a thrilling blend of wilderness survival and revenge, this is an engrossing read from a writer to watch."- Booklist , starred review Kate Alice Marshall started writing before she could hold a pen properly, and never stopped. She lives in the Pacific Northwest with a chaotic menagerie of pets and family members, and ventures out in the summer to kayak and camp along Puget Sound. She is the author of the young adult novels I Am Still Alive and Rules for Vanishing , as well as the middle grade novels Thirteens and Brackenbeast. Visit her online at katemarshallbooks.com. EXHIBIT A Final Radio Broadcasts of the Landontown Residents From the island of Bitter Rock, Alaska 12:48 PM, September 9, 1973 UNKNOWN: . . . if anyone’s hearing this. This is [indistinct] of the Landontown Fellowship on Bitter Rock. Our phone is out. The winds and rain are violent. Mist everywhere. Can’t [indistinct] evacuate. Everyone on Belaya Skala has taken shelter in the church. I— 3:45 PM, September 9, 1973 UNKNOWN: Storm is continuing. Flooding is becoming a concern. We don’t know if— UNKNOWN: We thought we were alone, but— 5:34 PM, September 9, 1973 UNKNOWN: There are figures in the mist. They’re everywhere. Can anyone hear me? Is anyone there? You need to come for us. UNKNOWN: They have our voices. 12:03 AM, September 10, 1973 UNKNOWN: If anyone can hear me, do not come to Bitter Rock. Do not come to Belaya Skala. Do you hear? Don’t come! Don’t— UNKNOWN: He’s here. God help us. God help us, he’s here! 1:13 AM, September 10, 1973 UNKNOWN: There is no salvation.   Note: Landontown was located on the island of Bitter Rock, Alaska. Thirty-one residents were present on September 7, 1973. Only Theresa Landon, wife of founder Cole Landon, was absent. Multiple attempts were made to respond to the final radio calls of the residents, but none of these attempts appear to have succeeded.   All 31 residents vanished without a trace. No further communication was received. No bodies were ever recovered.   They were not the first.   They would not be the last.     INTERVIEW Sophia Novak September 2, 2018 The camera is positioned to one side of a study. Bookshelves line the walls; a heavy wooden desk in the center of the room is covered in orderly but prolific stacks of folders, books, and papers. A photograph on the desk shows Dr. Andrew Ashford standing with Miranda and Abigail Ryder, his wards, in front of a sycamore tree. In the chair in front of the desk sits a young white woman: Sophia Novak. She is blonde, in her late teens. Her features are solemn, her skin sun-weathered. Dr. Ashford appears from behind the camera and sits opposite her, in the chair