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personality.
    “Okay,” she replied, unable to disguise the
tremor in her voice. “Let’s get married.” Skye knew she had no
chance to escape while cornered in the slave’s room. She planned to
go along with whatever Tom said until she could run away.
    Tom smiled and took Skye’s hand. Her blood
ran cold at the touch of his hand.
    His free hand took the moist tresses of her
hair and sensuously rubbed them on his cheek. “We’re going to be so
happy.”
    “Can we have the wedding outside?” Skye
suggested, forcing a smile.
    Tom smiled and squeezed her hand so hard she
feared it would break. “Whatever you want, Skye. This is wonderful!
I’ll marry us; we don’t need a minister.”
    “Yes, you can marry us,” she urged Tom
forward.
    “All right!” Tom cried happily, hugging her
tightly.
    As Skye and her ghostly fiancée walked out of
the basement, her mind raced for options.
    “I have to get a dress. Does your mother have
one I could borrow?”
    “Oh yes, she has many dresses. They are all
in my room. I’ll take you to them.”
    Tom urged Skye up the stairs. She had to take
two stairs at a time as Tom excitedly hurried her along.
    “In here,” Tom said, opening the door to his
bedroom. “The dresses are in that brown closet over there.” He
pointed to a large closet and then smiled at Skye. “You’ll make a
beautiful bride.”
    “Thank you,” Skye said, closing the door. She
hurried to the closet and was about to open it when something on a
nearby counter caught her eye. Upon closer examination, she
realized that it was a weekly pillbox. Carefully opening the lids,
she discovered that Tom had missed several days of his
medication.
    Skye felt like a ton of bricks had just hit
her. She’d been so confused at the change in Tom’s personality but
now she realized that the change was due to not taking his
medication. Clearly, Tom was inflicted with a severe personality
disorder, but could act perfectly normal – as long as he took his
medication. Skye could hardly believe the thoughts she was having. A ghost that needs medication? Although she now knew the
reason for the problem, the realization wasn’t much help for her
current situation. Skye knew she needed to get out of the house
immediately and that she was wasting precious time.
    “Are you almost ready, dear?” Tom asked.
    At the sound of Tom’s voice, Skye jumped and
dropped the case of pills. “Almost!” she called.
    “Hurry, my dear. The guests have started to
arrive.”
    Skye’s heart raced faster. His condition
is rapidly getting worse. She looked outside the bedroom window
to see an empty garden surrounded by fog. He thinks there are
guests outside! Then again , he is a ghost. Maybe there are
ghost guests out there . That thought made her shiver, the chill
consuming her entire body.
    Terrified, Skye stood in the middle of the
room as tears began to roll down her face. Her situation seemed
hopeless; her body shook with sobs of despair. Just as she felt as
if she was going to collapse, a loud beep from a car horn echoed in
her ears.
    Huh? Skye looked out the window. A
wide smile spread across her face as she saw the taxi driver, the
same one who had brought her to this terrible estate, exit the car
and head towards the door.
    Skye flung open the window and yelled for
help. “I’m up here! Please, you have to help me!”
    “Be quiet!” Tom roared from behind the
door.
    The taxi driver heard the scared and angry
shouts and looked up to see Skye waving furiously from the
window.
    “Help me!” Skye yelled, even louder this
time.
    Tom kicked the door open and stormed into the
room. Skye spun around in fear and saw Tom’s eyes blazing with
anger.
    She ran through the open door, startling Tom
in the process. She heard Tom’s feet pound against the stairs as he
followed her.
    Skye was almost out of breath when she
reached the exit and pulled open the door. Tom was so close behind
her that she could feel his cold breath on her