They were all dressed in brown dresses of an archaic style, and wearing curly-toed shoes of the same hue. Each had curly, brunette hair done up in whi...msical styles.“Hello. I’m Prinna,” the one in the middle said. The voice was as much in Stephanie’s head as it was audible.“I’m Fern,” said another.“I’m Misha,” said the one who had been raining glitter.“Hi, I’m Stephanie,” she said as she knelt down to see them better. She knew she should have been on the verge of panic from the supernatural. However, just before anyone can breathe in relief...A new flame bursts from the pit! With a blinding green hue, it snakes to the ceiling with a crackling roar! In response, the robed members scream and shield themselves from the fierce flames that expand outward.Only the leader, coming down from the cusp of doubt, looks on in awe. Her hood slides down from the burst of wind that carries the flame upward, revealing her short dark-brown hair with some natural grey, tan complexion, and olive eyes. We set up a time to go look at it in two weeks. Next Saturday was the homecoming dance, so that wouldn't work. The next weekend was open, if the Perry's were willing. I still needed to find out that important detail.Mom was all over that one. She was perturbed that we had new people in the community that she hadn't had a chance to meet. I had their number, along with everyone else's on the team. Mom handed me the phone, and I got the hint. John answered, and I talked to him for a minute before. “Nothing to worry about. Just the Connors boy asking silly questions.”The Sergeant looked up at me but didn’t say anything.I frowned slightly. Somehow, I didn’t believe talking directly to the Sergeant would gain me any sympathy. The police kept all active investigations to themselves, and only after they closed those investigations would they become available the public. I didn’t believe the investigation into my Dad’s disappearance had been closed yet, but that wouldn’t stop me from trying to.