---After a catered lunch, Caroline escorted us down to another studio.This one wasn't much different than the first, except that the backdropin front ...f the camera was black with what appeared to be smalltwinkling lights. 'Starlight', I realized a moment later.Caroline led us over to another small group of people who were sittingin some chairs waiting for us. They stood up as we approached."Sarah, this is Thomas," Caroline said while pointing to a man who wasdressed very flamboyantly. I hadn't. Extra her... whatever ... steadfastly refused to return to whatever chemical oblivion she arose from. The Charlene with no clothes on had merely looked at her with concern, and stroked her brow with insubstantial fingertips, always standing at her side.As hours turned to days, Charlene had seen more of these entities-- countless more. Every person who entered her room, from medical residents to coworkers who'd visited her... everyone, without exception, had an unclothed replica which walked. ”“And Lake Matucket.”“No, that was after they dammed Matucket Creek to make the reservoir. Captain Matucket was long gone by then.”“Are there still any Matuckets around? Do they own the town or something?”“Nope, they all died around a hundred years ago. Nothing left now but the name.”Anyway, I was in the fourth grade. Matucket Plains was built sort of in an L-shape and was two floors. The bottom floor held the kindergarten and the first two grades, the cafeteria, and the crawlspace. I heard the. “I have a bottle of vodka, lets toast to the rekindling of our old friendship.”Don looked around the small living room that was cast in the blue light from the television. He felt warm and took off his coat before throwing it over the arm of the couch. He went to sit back down when he noticed the pictures of Karen and Greg. Every wall was plastered with family pictures. He suddenly felt guilty. And a sense of regret.Karen came back from the kitchen with two large glasses of Vodka and lemonades..