"So you're saying that in your dream, Wendy was killed in an empty haunted house?" a curious Levy asked.
"Yes, that's what I remember…" the fluffy white exceed answered, with a sense of fear in her voice.
"Oh, come on, how could Wendy blame you for that?"
Suddenly, the lights in the building started to flicker…
"What's wrong with the lights?"
"No…It isn't the lights!" Carla said, her eyes widened in horror…