Slowly a door opened to lift from the bottom of the mountain in an upward motion.They could see the light coming from inside whatever was down inside ...he door’s entrance. The door continued to lift open more and more. Inside was spacious but almost looked like a garage door that was opening.A figure immerged from the opening door. A rat woman with brown fur and black hair looked upon the five. She was dressed in pants, coveralls, and a bulletproof vest as she gripped onto her weapon tightly.. Sally didn't usually annoy him. She often confused him, but she rarely annoyed him.Melody Dunstan was recalling the unease she had endured when her previous brand of muesli had been abruptly taken off the market. She had agonised for quite some time before ticking the next available brand of muesli on the list for the grocery order and hoping that it would be adequate. It had taken over a week before the different taste of the new brand had stopped tasting wrong. Now she was quite comfortable. As George gazed down into his wife's eyes, she suddenly focused on him and realized that he knew what she was thinking. She laughed with some embarrassment."You're looking at me very knowingly, darling," she said."I was just wondering what evil schemes you have all cooked up for poor Laura Wilson, my little angel. She isn't really a witch, you know. In fact, I think you might even like her." I doubt it," Abby said flatly."Hmm. Nobody who lays your husband escapes alive, is that it?" George. As she fell asleep that night, her dreams were again of Sloan. Then there was a sound and it woke her. Someone was in her condo. No, she was dreaming still. But there it was again. Someone was going through her things in the other room. She could see shadows move from where she lay but was afraid to sit up, if she could hear them, maybe they would hear her. But just laying there was dangerous, what would happen when they moved in to her bedroom. Trying not to make a sound, Sara decided to make.