Julie thought about it for a second.  This girl seemed sane.  Finally she nodded.  "Alright, just give me a moment to call my room-mate."

She pulled out her phone and searched through the menus, finally finding her room-mate's number.  The phone rang a few times before Seo-hyeon answered.

"Hi~!" Julie chimed.  After a moment she said.  "I'm just letting you know I'll be home late tonight." She spoke slower than normal.  Seo-hyeon's English was very good, but sometimes the speed of normal conversation was a little overwhelming.  "Haha, yeah there's no reason to worry.  I don't know... just put it in the fridge and I can warm it up when I get home.  Alright, seeya later."

Julie shot a smile across the table.  "Lead the way."

"They wouldn't happen to let you keep the left over bread?" Julie joked.  The shop smelt wonderful!  It must be nice having the smell of freshly baked bread drifting up into your house every single day.  Julie looked around the apartment.  "Nice place you've got here," she said politely.

She sat down on the three seat couch.  She was told to make herself at home - but she was still nervous.  "I don't mind either way," although it wasn't completely true.  She didn't like frozen pizza.  They were always covered with that horrible artificial meat stuff, "but if we get take out, I'll gladly pay half."

"Have you got a computer?  I'll show you where to find other people."

"Ah, I know what that's like," she said with a faint smile.  "How long have you been seeing them?" She asked. 

She picked up the menu and read the list on the back.  "Ah, I know this place!  They have a really good herb bread.  Have you tried it?  As for the pizza... I don't really mind.  They all sound pretty good.  I don't really like anchovies though..."

Julie felt guilty.  She realised how tactless it was to ask about the experience - especially since they had only just met.  There was a moments silence before she simply said, "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked.  But you're not alone.  Lots of people have said that they developed the sight after the death of a loved one."  Perhaps it'd be better if she told her own story.  "My story's a little different.  When I was in high school I got very sick.  I almost died.  After that... that's when I could see them."

She nervously looked around, focusing her eyes on the computer.  The screen saver flickered.  Julie motioned towards it. "How about we power that guy on?"

The site's URL was an unusual one - it was merely a combination of numbers and letters, rather than actual words.  The people on this forum were secretive - and unless you knew what you were looking for you'd never find it.  It was a small forum - only 200 members, but it was incredibly active with almost 50 members online right now. 

"This is it," Julie proclaimed proudly.  "Everybody here is the same as us.  It's just so nice to have a place to talk about this... It's not something you can mention to the average person.  Julie clicked on one of the newest topics, titled 'Have you been seeing more of them recently?

"I'm 'Lore' on this site," Julie said, pointing to one of her own posts.  "I wonder..." Julie muttered, more to herself than to Mimi.  In a new tab, she went to the website of the local newspaper.  Instantly, she noticed the main headline from that morning.

Escaped Mental Patient still on the Loose

Residents have been asked to watch out for an escaped mental patient.  Linden Tracker escaped from the Royal Health and Well-being institute at around 7pm yesterday.  During his escape, Linden attacked and wounded several security personnel.  The boy is described as being 15 years of age, short, of Caucasian appearance, and with brown hair.  Linden is described as being extremely dangerous.  If a resident has information about Linden's whereabouts, Police detective Martin Pryce urges them to "keep their distance and to contact the proper authorities."  Martin Pryce also stated children must be informed by their parents about this escapee, as he may prefer to approach other children rather than adult.

"That's him!  That's the boy we saw earlier today... I guess they caught him again."

Linden. at the first sigh of it opening BURST through the door, breathing heavily, more blood on his face he sported a devilish grin as he dived behind the nearest available object, he scratched and licked at his several wounds.

"Help" he mumbled quietly, as several of the Men in white approached from afar, A look of true terror could be seen in Linden's eyes.

Julie put the computer on the couch and sped down the stairs - stopping dead in her tracks when she noticed who was downstairs.  He was captured!  She saw it herself!  He escaped again?  And how did he even find them?  Her bag and her phone was upstairs. 

Part of her felt sorry for him, but mostly she was just afraid.

"Please," she pled.  "We don't want any trouble.  Just let us be."