Authors Note: Alrighty. I'm sorry I didn't get this done sooner. I had this chapter all written out, then my computer caught a virus and I had to reset everything, so I lost it. At that point, I didn't really feel like re-writing it, but now that I have the chance, I managed to rewrite the chapter... and even make it a little better. So anyways... enjoy.

Nancy was in the room she had apparently died in. It was as if nothing had happened.

"Did that just happen? I must be imagining things." Nancy said, assuming it all to be a weird trick of the mind… a really weird trick of the mind.

"I apologize Ms. Drew. I'm afraid you aren't imagining things." A voice said. It was sissels. The world around her flashed again. Everything was red, except for a bunch of objects around the world, which had bizarre blue shades, and a bright white dot in the middle of each of them. Before her stood Sissel, shrouded in a blue flame, and surrounded by the blue outline of… what looked like the shape of her body.

"Wh-what is this?" She stammered. The happenings at Thornton hall made more sense than this!

"Welcome to the ghost world Ms. Drew. Or should I be precise: The Ghost World of Four Minutes Before Death." Sissel said, tilting his head.

"Four Minutes Before Death?" Nancy said, shocked.

"Yes… I have transported us back in time. To four minutes before your death. This didn't calm nancy any more.

"So I'm really-" she said gulping. "dead?"

"As a doornail. But I'm here to fix all that." Sissel smiled in an assuring voice.

"You can help?" She asked.

"Indeed I can. My ghostly powers can freeze the time we are in as you can see. We have four minutes to stop your death, so we have to use them wisely." He said.

Nancy began thinking to herself. 'This is insane. I'm talking with a time traveling cat. There's no way this is actually happening. I must be dreaming. I have to lay off the Koko-kringle bars.'

"I swear to you, you aren't dreaming." The cat said, leaping up onto a ladder., and then to a shovel. The world flashed again, the normal colors of the world returning. Nancy looked down for the first time. She could see through her hands. I mean, they were there, but they were translucent!

"Whoa…" She whispered.

"It gets much more interesting." Sissels voice said (she couldn't see him with the world like this), giving the shovel a rock, knocking it over. This puzzled nancy. "You can do that?" She asked

"Yes… I can manipulate inanimate objects. I can't manipulate everything, and my range of possession is sort of limited. Sometimes I have to get a little closer before possessing an object. Like this." He said, freezing the world, jumping to a can, unfreezing the world, then rolling the can towards a table leaned against a wall.

"Amazing." Nancy said. "Can I do that?" She asked. She really wanted to help out here.

"Sorry nancy… only certain people can do what I do… and I doubt you would want the powers I have. I've only known one other human ghost with my powers... and he did not enjoy it."

Actually… now that she thought about it, she had seen a few objects that had seemed to change positions when she left Lynnes office. That must have been Sissel going to possess her phone.

By this point, sissel had jumped up to a radio on the table, to a small power junction on the wall. He then jumped to the lights on the ceiling with ease. He was making his way to some sort of door. But it had been hidden by all the dust and muck. If it hadn't been color coded blue, she would have missed it. She has the first time she entered. Then something weird happened. He jumped through the door. Like… he jumped out of sight.

"Whoa." Nancy said, as time began moving again. Sissel then responded. "Nancy… when I bring you back to life, you need to check this out. There are all sorts of gold things up here. I don't think I can move this door considering how encrusted it is. But if I get something heavy on it… maybe I can… wait. I think I have an idea. Hold on down there." His voice came.

Nancy realized what Sissel was talking about as she wandered the room. The odanatine treasure room! Just as Savannah said! She continued looking around, the world making occasional flickers to red as Sissel was apparently doing his work upstairs. Occasionally she heard a thump, roll or other odd sound. This was a true bona-fide haunting, nothing like that mansion she had investigated a few years before.

She walked to another table with archeological gear. There were some newspaper clippings… some books… and a journal. It was open, so nancy peered down to take a look. There was some drabble about the digging proceedings. And then she recognized the writing style, just as she hit the name at the bottom.

"Phillip!" She said out loud. At that, the door creaked, and another nancy walked through the door. A living nancy. She really was in the past. Following behind her was Phillip, that sleazy pawn shop owner. He picked up a hammer from the ground and rushed for nancy, coming within two feet of bringing the hammer over his head. Then it happened. The door above him creaked, as it fell open and a golden ball fell from the room above, knocking Phillip over the head. He groaned, and suck to the ground, knocked out. The Nancy of Four Minutes ago whirled around, and gasped "Phillip!"

Deja Vu.

The world around her flashed again, and she was facing Sissel in the ghost world, swirling vortex and all.

"And there you have it Ms. Drew. You have your life back." Sissel said scratching behind his ear nonchalantly.

Nancy didn't know what to say. This was all so weird, and she didn't understand completely.

"I see you're confused. That's understandable. When you get back to the present, tell Lynne that Sissel helped you out, and she'll know what you mean. Trust me when I say that if you ever need a ghostly assist. I'm only a phone line away."

Nancy was silent. She honestly didn't believe any of this. None of this ghost stuff. She felt this was all a dream. But it was so odd. Like something Bess would come up with. But… just in case this was real, she didn't want to seem ungrateful. So she responded with a simple "Thank you."

"You are welcome Ms. Drew." He said, the clock appearing. It sprang to life on it's own, and Nancy Drew was sucked back into the white light of her new present.

She remembered everything. Her death, her odd stroke of luck that would have ended in her death, the police coming and arresting Phillip, Lynne questioning her, and then Sissel, speaking with her in that weird void in her new present. He explained everything about his powers. Where they came from, and how he had rewritten 10 years of history. Sissel had made her swear to keep quiet about his powers of the dead. It was all weird… but now nancy believed. For the first time, Nancy had a belief that there was something else out there. She believed in ghosts.

Later that night… on the bus-ride to the airport… she began to write her letter home.

And that's it! I will be doing a epilogue chapter to this very soon... and there will be a little treat for all of you in it.

Anyways, I plan on working on my other stories very soon, and there will be a couple of new ones in the future (both crossovers).