Inside of the ghost train, Bianca stood in a dim corner, watching her best friend, Selena, hovering four feet above the floor. She dared not speak, not wanting to break the red haired woman's concentration. "My God" she thought to herself. "She really IS a witch!" Selena's black robed body slowly spun Bianca's way, flashing the frightened woman a sinister, red lipped grin. The omegahedron gleamed brightly in Selena's outstretched hand, casting an eerie glow about her. A sudden wind that seemed to originate from nowhere, tore through her long red hair and silk robe. The woman looked absolutely evil.
Kal-El knew that Superman would be a much better candidate for the job of convincing the strange earthling to give up the omegahedron than the mousy Clark Kent would. Everyone in the world knew Superman, not Clark Kent, and Superman was known to be pretty persuasive. The floating woman could be dangerous, and Kal-El was not immune to magic. But it appeared that the woman had gained power from the glowing sphere that spun delicately on her right palm. Hopefully, confiscating the omegahedron from the strange woman would be an easy task.
"It seems that we have company," Selena stated as she turned to see the red and blue clad figure standing in the entrance of her ghost train home. "Welcome, Superman. I possessed the strangest feeling you would show up sooner or later, and I must say…. You are much better looking in person than in the newspapers." Selena lowered herself back to the floor as the man of steel stepped forward with his arms folded up to his chest. "Pardon me ma'am, for intruding. But you have something that doesn't belong to you. That, what rests in your right hand." Selena glared at Superman, not surprised by his statement. "Wrong, blueboy. You see, this does belong to me. It was sent to me, bestowed upon me as a gift. You better believe that I'm not giving it up without a good fight. Hahahaha."
As Selena stood laughing, Superman rushed toward her, almost with the speed of light. The omegahedron disappeared from the witch's hand, now resting in Kal-El's. This prompted Selena to laugh even harder. "Poor man of steel. Not too bright, are you? Look at what you have in your hands, fool." Superman looked down at his left hand, which he thought gripped the small round power source. Instead, he held a shiny red apple, which he squashed into nothing.
Selena lifted an arm at Superman, pointing a shiny red fingernail directly at him. "Never fool with the great Selena, ultimate siren of Endor." A lightning bolt shot from her finger at Superman, who cleverly dodged the attack. His patience was wearing thin with this 'Selena', who had more tricks up her sleeve than his other known arch-enemy called Mxyzptlk . "Enough! There is a dying city which requires the power source for survival. Many lives are at stake! Can you not understand that?"
"Understand this, Superman. I'll make it very simple for you, even a two year old would understand." Multiple images of Selena appeared around the room, making it difficult for Superman to determine which one actually belonged to the real witch. "Finders keepers, loosers weepers." Every one of the 'Selenas' began to chant strange words that sounded very alien to Kal-El. Using his X Ray vison, he scanned through the images of the witch, looking for the true form which contained the vital organs of earthlings. He spotted her, standing very close by. Superman rushed forward, but he came to a sudden, complete halt, as if a solid wall had appeared out of thin air. Actually it was a wall, but a wall of clear, impenetrable glass.
Kal-El realized that he had been trapped within what was known as The Phantom Corridor, a doorway to The Phantom Zone. He tried breaking out, but his powers had been completely neutralized by the corridor. Superman watched as Selena strode up to the glass of his prison, smiling ever so sweetly. "Now, Super spandex. I would send you to a very faraway place, marooning you there forever, to keep you out of my hair. But…. I have something much better in mind. I'm sure you'll enjoy it soon enough."
Kal-El repeatedly pounded the glass with his fists as Selena and Bianca laughed at him. "You best behave, or I WILL send you to The Phantom Zone," Selena stated. "Just relax, you'll most certainly love being my personal servant, slave, whatever I wish. Even my lover. Hahahahah!" Superman sank to his knees inside of The Phantom Corridor. There had to be a way out of this. Kara was still out there. If only there was a way to send her some type of distress signal. But inside of this glass prison, he was powerless.
Meanwhile, Linda Lee returned to Myra's Kitchen, where she and Clark had breakfast earlier that morning. She entered the cozy restaurant and sat in a small booth, waiting patiently for her cousin. Somewhat discouraged, she hoped that Clark had been more successful with his hunt for the omegahedron. Maybe he had some type of lead on the power source, which would explain why he still had not returned to the restaurant. Linda waited for nearly an hour and when Clark didn't show up, she became a bit worried. Something must be wrong. She couldn't shake the feeling that something indeed was.
The bracelet on her wrist came to life in a glow, causing Linda Lee to stand up from the booth to rush out of the door of Myra's Kitchen. She quickly ducked, unseen, into a large conduit, emerging from the opposite end, dressed in her red and blue suit as Supergirl, flying straight up in the sky like a red and blue bullet.