Elisabeth looked at Marit. She was scared. If someone could fool her that easily what made her think she was capable of being a hero? She took in a shaky breath and regained her courage.

"Why are you doing this to us?" Elisabeth had trusted Marit implicitly because her father had trusted Marit.

Marit chuckled softly. "Think of it as a favour. I'll end it quickly this time, that way you don't end up like your father."

"I want to end up like my father." Elisabeth said quietly.

"You wish to end up mad?"

"My father is a greater man than you can ever know! He is a greater person than you can even aspire to be and if I become even half the hero my father is I will be proud."

A smile twitched at the corner of Marit's lips. "But it appears that I have the power here, not him."

"Out of the two of you, perhaps, but out of the two of us? I have the power there." Elisabeth was not exactly sure what possesed her to say this. She had no power, she wasn't even entirely sure where she was. She started as something slid out from the shadows.

"Kris?" She whispered. "You're dead." She almost started to cry when she said it.

"Foolish girl, no spell can bring people back from the dead." Marit.

But he WAS there. And he wasn't a ghost. He was solid, and colourful. How could he be dead? He looked so real.

Kris, or the ghost of Kris, shook his head. "Not dead, only trapped."

Elisabeth looked at him quizically. She wasn't all to sure Marit could see Kris and even though Marit was insane she didn't want her to think Elisabeth was mad. Funny the way people's minds work.

"I'm trapped here until someone decides to get me out. Powerful magic. I'll tell you over cocoa some time."

How could anyone have time to be funny right now? Elisabeth looked at Marit. "At least let Caroline go. She hasn't done anything."

"But my dearest Elisabeth, how could this be complete if everyone wasn't here?"

"Well if we're going for the entire bang, Marit, perhaps you should just let me kill you now. It'll save so much mess later."

Marit seemed to stumble for the first time, but she regained herself quickly. "You know that your father won by default don't you?"

"I won't give up Marit. I'm not about giving up, you know that." Elisabeth avoided the question. Had her father won by default?

"Please, let Caroline GO." Elisabeth hated herself for begging.

"My aren't we touchy? Tsk tsk. Since I plan on-"

Elisabeth didn't wait to hear what Marit had to say. She nodded at Kris and he lifted Caroline up and they ran out of the room. Elisabeth could hear Marit's screams of rage as she grabbed Will by the ear and wedged herself into the pipe. She shinnied up in the most uncomfortable way and slipped out, helping Will and pulling Caroline up. She grabbed Kris by the hand and staggered back as he got out of the hole.

Caroline staggered slightly and Elisabeth splashed water on her face. "What happened down there?"

"Maybe we should get out of here first- Where's Kris?"

"Uh, Lizzy? He, uh, he died. Remember?" Will looked at her, worried.

"No, no. He was down there. Caro, you saw him right?"

"No Lib, but that's just me..."

Elisabeth looked at the sink dispairingly. He HAD been there. She knew he had.