Mike could see the indecision on his face. He was trying to decide if he should back out or try to bluff his way through.Stranger (extending his hand)... Hello, you must be Michael. Your mother has told me all about you.Mike (Ignoring the hand): And you are?Stranger: I'm Simon and I have to go. I just thought I would introduce myself. I didn't want to sneak off like a thief now that you are some kind of super cop.Mike: That's not really what you thought. You though oh shit busted. And it was not. Then two of the drivers began running different colored ropes from thehouses to the barns using the central shed over the well as a centerpoint."What's all this for?" I asked in confusion."If the snow gets to deep, or you have to go outside when its blowingtoo heavy to see, you just follow the ropes so you don't get lost. Itmight get deep enough that you need to dig tunnels though," explainedRed Wolf. "We're setting up the same system for the centaurs and yoursisters Shelter. That red one there. This was all too real - too detailed. The corpse was wearing Sarah's shirt and jeans, but the jeans were fouled around the crutch where the corpse was leaking. It had her hair too. I wanted to vomit.And then the light faded and the figure was just a silhouette. "I've got rid of the other one - the wrong one. Now we can have some peace." Elizabeth was being her usual reasonable organising self. "You just have to remember who the right one is."The awful corpse walked towards me, but I couldn't. I’ll call Lisa and let her know. When did you wanna go?”“Ummm, around, in like an hour and a half. We’re out of clean clothes.”“That’s ok. It’ll give Lisa enough time to get here. We’ll see you both there.”I hung up the phone and went back upstairs to Chris’ room, which was empty on account of him being in Stephanie’s room. I turned on the TV and laid back, trying to will myself to take a nap so I wouldn’t have to think about anything. It didn’t work. In fact, I did the exact opposite. No.