Before she could ask Shadow anymore, both of them were gliding back up through the darkness. She feels a sickening lurch in the stomach as they tumble through through the door and back into the mansion hallway. Certain that no time has passed here in what she knows as the real world, Shatter listens with a fast beating heart for the inevitable sounds of her chaser. The strange thing was, those unavoidable, detested, frightening beyond belief sounds never came.

"Shadow, where's the monster that was chasing me?" Shatter asked him timidly, almost afraid for an answer. Her mind thinks back with terror to the events leading up to this point.

 It had been like any other night, so normal and real yet so twisted that it was almost past recognition and comparison to any other nights she had ever experienced in her lifetime. She had been sitting watching television, almost intoxicated by it as so many other human beings grow to be, dependant without realisation, when suddenly, abruptly, a cold shiver of tingling lightning had drawn sharply up her back, piercing her soul. Turning around, Shatter had seen a monster far worse thn was fathomable of human nightmares, a cruel sarcastic parody of a clown, with a smile so horribly twisted and leering it could hardly be called a smile or expression at all, only a depth of evil and glittering malice.

 Somehow she hadn't needed to make this full assumption or to realise this knowledge to have the intuition and sense to guess that this creature behind her was a ghost or evil spirit or demon of some kind. Without any further thought, for the grip of terror had parlysed her mind and it's ability to make connections and thoughts that made any sense to the sane, she tore away from the couch at full speed, fighting for her life in many respects. But reflecting on this point, was not the genius of the most gifted inventors, philosophers and most of the most gifted people, was not their genius madness to those who did not see their vision?

She had ran through the the dust covered mansion her relative from ages past had left her years ago, when she had been just a little girl. The door had swung open and she had seen the possibility of an escape

Soz but I've got to get computer it's getting pretty late etc. I'll type the rest of the chapter onto the computer tomorrow hopefully....