'Squeak"

'Hiss"

Feeling something pressing down on the foot of the bed and then hearing a squeak, then a hiss, I quickly open my eyes to see her standing there. I really can't tell if I am dreaming or not, so when I sit up and climb out of bed, I am not surprised when she is gone. She simply has vanished into thin air.

The only thing left when I look down at the bed is a long strand of her blazing red hair. Picking it up carefully, I take it over to the light and inspect ...