The headless cat, in it's infinite wisdom, stopped in front of Don and said…”Be afraid, Don. Do not let the voices you are hearing trick you into complacency. Remember, Ghosts are not of this world, yet not of any other. They have yet to cross over, and they are angry…very angry. They do not want to leave until their mission is accomplished. Follow who you will, but beware the vision in white.” <img src='style_emoticons//ph34r.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’ph34r.gif’ />
Don was almost as pale as a ghost himself, when the headless cat, minus the Ancestor of the Baroness of Solidperfume.com, spoke one more time: “Worry not about Sandra's whereabouts; worry more about whom she is with!”
With that, the headless cat disappeared into the night, leaving the small group speechless…and afraid…very afraid.