I cautiously opened the door hoping that it wouldn't creak. No one had been in Mary's room since her death. It was odd to be back here in this house. It held too many memories both warm and comforting as well as painful and with a bite. Mary had gone out with a bang, just like she said she would. Silly old woman. I opened to the door all the way was was scared to death at what I saw.

Well to say I was scared to death is a lie. You see it didn't scare me to die, but it scared me to a statue. There was Mary sitting on her bed like nothing happened. "It's about time you came Anna. You're late." she told me. I didn't know what to do. I was still frozen to the spot. I hadn't blinked or moved, or closed my mouth. Bad manners I know but it fell open in shock! "Close your mouth dear and get a move on will ya? I don't have much time. I don't bite - I'm not a vampire like in that stupid book you keep reading." Yup. That was Mary alright, but she should be dead. I un-froze myself and walked to her. "You should be dead! Are you a ghost?" I whispered. Then I quickly blushed and cast my eyes down to the floor. I was being rude. "Sorry" I mumbled. Mary barked out a laugh. "No Anna. I'm not a ghost and yes I'm still very much dead. I don't have time to explain only time to tell you that I'm sorry I didn't tell you more but I didn't think my number would be pulled. When this conversation is over go to my dresser draws pull on the side paneling and you'll find a wad of cash. Take it home with you pack your things and buy a train ticked to Montana."

"Why? You're not making any sense. This has to be a joke! Ok Matt! Come out, great computer graphics" I said. She looked at me and I could tell that she wasn't laughing and was completely serious. "Anna" she barked "listen. I don't have much time. But you have to go to Montana and look for a woman named Pam Moorely - she'll tell you everything. Hurry. You don't have time. I love you. Good Luck!" And with that she faded into thin air. I briefly thought that magicians everywhere would be killing to know her secret. Then I snapped out of it, and did was she had instructed me to do. I knew her and when she said to do it, she meant it. Whoever this Pam Moorely was she better explain everything to me! With one last look around Mary's room I shut the door for the last time. I quickly excited the house, and turned around in time to see two strangers run into the house with guns drawn. I didn't hang around to see who or what they were looking for. I got the feeling that they were not nice.