"Maybe because we're not crazy." Yolanda mused, taking the rag away from her head and looking down at it, seeing it was now brightly decorated with red. It was quite a pretty colour. She stood and walked over to Daniel, first discarding the rag onto the bed before crossing her arms.

"How we can see them isn't the point. The point is, we have to find a way to get rid of them. Because I don't know about you, but I don't want them floating around here, just waiting to strike."