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From somewhere in the bar the quiet echos of a sob can be heard. A child's sob- drawn out and so sad anyone who hears it may wonder what could make a small one cry so. However there is noone that can be seen making such noises.

"Somebody help me..." comes between the sobs almost like a whisper like a small breeze brushing the ears of patrons. If they were to look up they may see the dead girl walking on the underside of a rafter not affected by gravity at all.

"Someone..please..Antubis...Where are you?"

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Some days it just isn't worth coming out of the TARDIS, no it isn't.

Ace sighs and wonders if cookies work on upside-down crying girls as well as they work on right-side-up girls.

The only thing with this little girl though? Ace could see right through her. Rafters, ceiling, shadows..everything were visible through the misty looking form.

Mary sobed again a little, stopping just above where Ace stood before tilting her head up to look down at her. Sadly, cookies wouldn't do much good.

There is very very little that freaks Ace out. Ghosts? Not on the list. Death? Not on the list either. Upside-down? Really not on the list, since her brother is Raven. Cybermen are, but this is very obviously not a Cyberman.

"Don't suppose y'like cocoa."

Ace was one of the few she had encountered who wasn't then. Reaching a hand down at Ace the Time Keeper's face never once broke any sort of emotion.

"" she spoke softly, the air hanging infront of her in another misty cloud. ""

It's really hard to be afraid of ghosts and death when you can't die. Rather useless, too.

"Haven't met an 'Antubis' here, m'afraid. An' since y'not lookin' for cocoa... d'y'want the little girls' room? T'y'left, an' about twenty feet. You'll have t'get off the ceiling t'get in."

What? She said she wanted to find the way. She didn't specify what way she wanted, so Ace has to guess.

""

Pushing off the rafter Mary seemed to float down as if she were in water, watching the other woman upside down. ""

The air got colder as she came closer along with the smell of fire. Something aside from the whole dead factor was off about the little girl.

"Prolly told not t'run off, weren't you? Bet Antubis'll be right pissed when y'get back." Ace does not approve of children running off. Even upside-down see-through children.

And the day Ace is afraid of fire will possibly signal the end of days.

Ran off..

"" Her words echoed softly, coldly, as she looked at Ace with to sad eyes for a girl her age to have. The two marks above her brown seemed to grow redder as if they were about to bleed again.

"Right, 'cause I look t'be in the habit of beatin' on ghosts. Can one beat on ghosts? That'd take some doin', I think." Ace muses, deciding this ghost gal must not be the brightest bulb there ever was.

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"Mary? Mary, will you come down?" That would be Medusa, standing on a table and looking very worried.

It's almost as if she doesn't hear her at first, pacing slowly along the rafters while sobbing and crying for help. Something was off about her more so than the normal for a dead girl. ""

Her steps take her closer to where Medusa is, closer to the shadows as well, before she finally stops and turns that misty-like face toward her. ""

"If I can, little one," and she extends her hand.

Mary extended her hand toward Medusa and, in the way ghosts can, she seems to float off the rafter like she were in water trying to grasp the older woman's hand. But as fingers touch they seem to sink right through- she's no longer solid even for the dead.

Something was wrong.

Sadly, that much has passed Medusa by. When she was dead, the only thing that would make her solid was blood.

"Ah, yes. Would blood help?"

"" she spoke softly, watching Medusa from upside down where she floated at, "

When she finished she started sobbing again, dark eyes intently locked on Medusa's face. Mary was scared.

Her sons had dark eyes. Have (she presumes they are still alive). Have dark eyes.

She swallows.

"Why not, Mary? Do you need to open the door?"

Mary rolled her head around as if it were on a ragdoll toward where the wall was at. No going back out that way for her it would seem. ""

Looking back to Medusa she closed her eyes and sobbed. ""

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Nathan recognized that voice.

"Mary?" He then flew up toward the rafters.

Sometimes he wasn't affected by gravity either.

"Mary, what happened?"

But she passed right through him on her walk of the rafters, though in that split second everything seemed to slow before coming to a screeching halt.

There were voices, hundres upon hundres of angry voices of all ages and all genders. They screamed loud in their ears all at once in a way that would overpower anyones senses. What they were angry about he may not be able to make out but they are.

Images are there as well- two hospitals one in the same but not, a man in a bloody apron laughing in his face with rotten teeth and a cruel smile, a furry creature like an anteater raised on his back legs roaring at him with a mouth full of teeth, a fire that consumed them all, and a boy watching in the background in a tank of some kind.

Before she finally emerged from the other side sobbing and walking on.

He panicked in mid air, flying wildly. All those images. What the hell was it?

"What? Where?"

The voices lingered in their ears for a good minute before Mary stopped, turning her head about to look at Nathan. What look she gave him in that misty pale face should explain it all. They were trying to find her.

They were coming.

""

Nathan tried to reach out to her.

"How? How can I help?"

"" Mary cried.

She didn't know what to do- she felt more lost than ever before. Antubis was nowhere near and since Johnny had been draged into the Old Kingdom somehow everything had turned upside down.

Everything.