Chapter 3

That night Violet floated around the house sadly and kept all the residents awake with her loud sobs.

Occasionally one of the villains would wake fearfully and waste an hour of sleep talking to the air, saying things like, "Who's there?" And "What do you want?"

At midnight she suddenly realized that she wanted to leave the house.

She glided through the roof, then gracefully soared over the trees and listened for her siblings' voices.

Instead of hearing Klaus or Sunny, though, she heard another familiar voice.

"Duncan…" she muttered, then dove downwards until he was visible.

She walked beside him then decided to tell him the truth.

"Duncan," she said softly, "it's me, Violet. Don't be afraid, but I'm dead."

Duncan's ears perked when he heard Violet's voice, but he chuckled when she said that she was dead.

"Come out, Violet, I know you're not dead." Said Duncan heartily, happy to hear Violet again.

"Can I prove to you that I'm dead?" She asked nervously.

"Whatever," said Duncan, laughing as if it were all a joke.

"I'm going to lift this stone and it will hang in midair," announced Violet, as if she were a magician.

She picked it up easily and Duncan gasped in awe.

"How are you doing that?" He asked incredulously.

"I told you already, I'm dead." Said Violet strenuously.

A long period of silence followed, then the realization, then the tears.

"Oh, Violet, how?" Asked Duncan miserably, and Violet retold her death.

"Show me," said Duncan darkly, after Violet finished her tale.

"Show you what?" Asked Violet.

"Where you died."

A/N: Short, I know. REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!