She found herself waking up… but why couldn't she move? She looked around. Everything was dark. What was going on? 'Did… did I die?' Nancy asked herself. She wasn't really expecting an answer. But an answer she got.
"Yes… I'm sorry to say… but… you are." A voice said. All of a sudden, Nancy's world flashed. She found herself in a void, with a swirling red vortex in the background.
"Wh-what on earth is this… where are you… how did you read my mind?"
"Ah… ever the detective Ms. Drew. Always asking questions. Although… I think I can relate." The voice said, before her eyes… a small black cat… Lynnes small black cat… walked up to her. It had to be that cat… it had the same red bandanna and everything. The voice seemed to be coming from it.
"A cat? A cat killed me?" Nancy said with a gaping mouth. If she had to die… why couldn't it be more dignified… like dying inside a sealed tomb… twice.
"Oh no… I didn't kill you. I arrived shortly after your death. Lynne got worried for you, so she sent me over the phone lines to your cell phone. I got your number the first time you walked into her office." The cat explained.
"Phone lines? I didn't know cats could travel by phone."
"Normal cats can't. Ghost cats… that's a different story."
"A ghost… you're kidding."
"No… I'm most certainly a ghost. The name is Sissel."
"I remember the name… but ghosts aren't real."
"Oh but they are… very real. I can do amazing things Ms. Drew. Did you know I've been a kitten for 10 long years?" Sissel asked.
Nancy bent down on one knee to get a closer look at him. "I think Lynne mentioned something about you not getting bigger. But I figured you just had some weird growth defect." Nancy said as the cat walked up to her legs and started brushing up against her like little kittens often do.
"No… it's because of my powers. My powers of the dead."
"Powers of the dead? Now I know you're pulling my leg."
"Oh no Ms. Drew, I am completely serious. Allow me to show you." The cat said walking a few ghostly feet away from her. In front of Nancy, a giant red clock appeared. Sissel spoke again.
"I noticed you had a knack for interacting with things. Give this one a try."
Sissel was right by that… nancy did a curiosity that usually brought her to interact with many mysterious contraptions… this one… was unlike any other she'd ever seen. She carefully placed her hand on the long minute hand of the clock, and gave it a slight budge forward. Nothing, it just fell back to where it was before.
"I… think I did that wrong… maybe…" She pushed the hand the other way. The clock roared to life, gears twisting and turning as a blinding light flashed from behind her. When it cleared… she could hardly believe her eyes.