Chapter 4- Bridge.

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Siobhan stormed angrily down the ghoul's corridor. Several transparent figures popped out of the wall to watch her stamp her feet through their realm, and the majority began to protest.

   "Hey! What you doing here, this is the ghost sidda' down, not the witches place!" One of them shouted. Siobhan waved her finger in their direction and a zip spread across his face, fastening his lips.

   "It'll undo when you learn to shut up," She snapped, and the rest of the ghouls cowered away. She whipped her hand in front of her and the door crashed open, revealing a pale woman huddled in a small arm chair. She looked up and several bugs crawled out of her mouth and around her neck. Bug Lady.

   "I see you got my message and arrived ten minutes before I predicted, in the ghouls home. They kicked me out of the vampire realm, they complained that my blood smelt too nice but I was too valuable to lose. But, the sphere did tell me you would arrive earlier than expected, and I say you travel fast. I was expecting Cassy- did she send you as her spokesperson?" She asked. She looked up finally. Typical psychic- aware of everything even if she doesn't have to look.

   "Oh Ana, what gave me away this time?" Siobhan asked, sitting herself down in a wooden chair.

   "You're mood. Cassy is never taken over by any emotion, yet you stormed in with quite a temper. May I ask why? A psychic doesn't know quite anything- but I have a hunch." She explained, turning to face her.

   "It's Cassy. She keeps getting me to do her dirty work, having me go here there and everywhere. It annoys me. This is the eighth time in the past three days she's sent me to do her things." She huffed.

   "Well," Ana considered, munching on a bug that had just crawled past her upper lip. "I think that she needs someone like you. Its hard being queen of the City of Horror, especially with the problem that I need to talk to you about."

   "Yes- please do." Siobhan encouraged, accepting a cup of mashed worms.

   "Well, another party of our lodgers have gone up to the human world." Ana Began. Siobhan nodded.

   "I've been aware of a few disappearances happening, and I had a hunch it was too the human world. Yet I have not a clue how, seeing as both Cassy and I put up a whole spell book of binding spells upon this place, tying everyone bar the crow and those with Cassy's permission to travel back up to the world."

   "Indeed you did. Put something more powerful has overwritten your parade of spells, and I have yet to suss out what." Ana continued. She plucked a bug from her ear and crunched it in her fingers, and spilled the splatter onto a plate. Psychics are like witches, they can perform supernatural techniques. Yet they're limited to only spells that can assist them in seeing the past, present and future of someone or something's life. She muttered a few words and the bug's brain exploded, and her eyes darkened.

   "So it has something to do with the mind- tricks of the mind, cleverness? Our lodgers are becoming clever enough to overwrite witch spells? Gah, it doesn't make sense!" Ana hissed, banging a fist on the bugs shell. She grabbed a beetle and squished it with a slight amount of pressure, and slammed it into her mouth.

   "I've tried everything, my crystal ball, cards, moon reading, patterns, and every other damn trick up my sleeve. It just won't give a straight answer!" She cried, running her fingers through her hair, and a parade of bugs followed.

   "Well who is gone, exactly, let's take it from there." Siobhan suggested.

   "Seven ghosts and two wolves. That's why I chose to take a room at the ghost's place, to find out information on the seven that left."

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