"I didn't know where else to go." The sound of the rain smashing upon the metal roof was drowned out by his words. Valerie's grip loosened at the sight of him. Dan Phantom, humanity's greatest threat, was standing at her balcony door, his left arm reduced to an oozing green hole, and his ghastly blue skin bleed through his ripped suit. He smelled of sulfur and fire, with half of his white cape, reduced to half of its size. The remaining half had been burnt to a black crisp. All while green ectoplasm ran down his body in thick rivers. With a sigh, she moved aside and let him in.