"Trick or treat!" I called as my friend, a zombie, rang the bell. As we waited, I turned to him: "Does my clown makeup still look good?" He nodded. "Does mine?" "Yeah." Before someone answered to the door, some kid came screaming towards us. "Help! Help me please!"

A child sits by a creek in the middle of the forest with beautiful, glowing blue butterflies flittering around. How did she get here? She didn’t remember wandering this far from home. In fact, she didn’t remember leaving home at all!

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.