She's really a ...
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" she sneers. "You never really left
the haunted house. All you have done since then has been a dream.
And now you will be my slave forever! All the Grace in the world
can't save you now!"
You scream in terror and begin tugging in vain at the fifty foot gate.
You hear her begin to cackle and as you turn in alarm you watch her
golden hair and glowing skin melt to the floor as her dress shrinks
inward and blackens, taking her with it.
