**Here it is, the chapter that got lost. I think the story makes more sense with this chapter added in!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Jack or Sally. But I do own a Jack wallet. :)

Jack surveyed the bedroom. Like everything else around Halloweentown, it was dark and dingy. Cobwebs filled the corners and Jack saw that he shared his home with more than one spider. It was cozy enough, in its own spooky way. There was a bed with posts shaped like cats, a fireplace, a desk and a large chalkboard. There was another electric chair, which was sitting next to a couch that was made of black bat-patterned material. The windows were broken and the air was chilly.

"Well, what do you think, Zero?" Jack asked. The dog looked around the room and gave a happy bark.

"Yeah, it's a lot like home at Halloween, isn't it?" Jack said as he sat gingerly down on the bed and was pleasantly surprised to find that the bed was quite comfy.

Jack's memories of home, of his life in the Real World, were fading. He could remember certain things clearly, but there was much that seemed to be evading him. Jack yawned so wide it felt like his jaw was going to fall off.

Without even bothering to take off his shoes, Jack lay back on the black comforter. He had barely enough time to wonder what had happened to Sally before sleep over took him.

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Bright and early the next morning, far too bright and early for Jack's taste, he was awakened by the sound of a rooster crowing nearby.

Jack sat up and gazed sleepily around the room. It only took him a minute to remember everything that had happened.

He had half wondered if it had all been a dream, something brought on by stress or maybe from indigestion. But he was starting to accept the fact that it hadn't been a dream. He really was dead. He really was a skeleton. And he really was living in Halloweentown.

As much as Jack wanted to just roll over and go back to sleep he knew he had a lot to do. He sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed, narrowly missing stepping on a large black widow spider that was strolling across the floor.

"Sorry about that," Jack said absently to the spider.

Zero, who had found an old, tattered doggie bed tucked in a corner, was still sleeping. His nose didn't glow while he was asleep, Jack noticed.

Stretching his long, bony arms, Jack yawned again and walked into the kitchen. He opened a cupboard, not knowing what he would find.

Not surprisingly, the cupboard was bare, except for a spider or two.

Jack turned to the fridge and opened it.

Nothing.

Jack shook his head. The first order of business would be to find something to eat. He vaguely remembered the Mayor saying something about a market in town, so Jack checked his pockets and found more of the Halloweentown money. It seemed his Real World money had converted to Halloweenland money when he had been….transformed.

He called Zero, who awoke, jack o'lantern nose shining brightly. He went down the long flight of stairs, Zero close behind.

Jack walked along the cobblestone street. Everywhere he went he was greeted with cheerful hello's and waves. It seemed everyone in town knew who he was. Word had obviously traveled fast through Halloweentown.

After wandering through town once Jack found the market, a dark little building tucked into an alleyway. He opened the heavy wood door and a bell over his head, which was shaped like a ghost, gave an eerie jingle.

The store was filled with row after row of low shelves, filled with an odd assortment of things. One side contained what looked like herbs and lots of jars. He peered at the tattered label on a black jar. "Flies wings," Jack murmured. "Hmmm. Frogs breath. Dragon fire."

Jack was confused until he looked up and saw a dusty wooden sign that read 'Spell Ingredients.'

The market was like something out of a kid's nightmare. There were things Jack vaguely recognized, but they didn't seem to be exactly right.

There was a cereal aisle. "Skullios?" Jack said, his bony brow furrowing.. "Snail Loops? Frosted Flies?"

He moved to the next aisle. There were pickled eyes, a little tin that read 'Vienna Finger Sausages.'

He wondered at first if this was the Mayor's idea of a joke. But as he browsed the shelves several creatures came in and filled their baskets. He even saw a zombie buy a bag of brain chips and begin eating them before he was even out of the store.

His appetite was pretty well gone by then, so he bought a box of dog treats for Zero and a package of fish skeletons, which was one of the least disgusting things in the store. He just hoped that in time he would acquire a taste for Frosted Flies or Dented Moore Tongue Stew.

His purchases made (he was rung up by a headless corpse that somehow managed to scan his items, put them in a bag and make change), Jack headed back through town. He wanted to get to work on his Halloween plans, but he also wanted to find Sally, but he wasn't sure where to start. He didn't know anyone else and although none of the citizens of Halloweentown had been anything but nice to him, he was still a little uneasy around them.

Just as he was about to give up and go back home two things happened. First of all, he saw two figures coming down the hill from the direction of his house. One seemed to be in a wheelchair, which was being pushed by a tall, familiar red yarn-haired figure. Sally.

Jack was about to go to say hi when he was clapped on the back. He managed not to jump and turned around to see the Mayor smiling pleasantly at him.

"Jack Skellington, good to see you!" he said, shaking Jack's hands heartily.

"Oh, hello Mayor," Jack said.

"You found the market, I see. They do have a great variety, don't they? Horrible stuff they have."

"Oh, yeah, horrible," Jack said weakly, knowing he didn't mean it quite the same way the Mayor did. Jack glanced over to see Sally, still pushing the figure in the wheelchair. She kept her head down, not looking at Jack, even though he was sure she saw him. She held the door to the market open, and the guy in the wheelchair went through. Sally followed him, the door closing behind her with a thump.

The Mayor motioned for Jack to lean over, so he did.

"That's Dr. Finkelstein," the Mayor whispered. "The mad scientist. And you already met Sally."

"Yeah," Jack said.

He was about to ask what they were doing together when the Mayor said, "They're your closest neighbors."

"They both live there, in that place you showed me?" Jack asked.

"Of course," the Mayor said, looking at Jack like it should have been obvious. Jack's heart sank to somewhere in the vicinity of his bony knees.

The Mayor went to say something else when he was hit in the back of the head with a rock. He whirled around, head spinning, to face three small children peeking out from behind the fountain. They were laughing maniacally. From what Jack could see, they were wearing Halloween costumes. There were two boys and a girl. One of the boys was a skeleton, one was a devil and the girl was a witch.

The Mayor groaned, his worried face drawn into a frown. Jack wasn't quite sure, but he almost thought he saw fear in the Mayor's eyes.

But why would the Mayor possible be afraid of three small trick-or-treaters?