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Alda's ghost passed through a wall and finally she found who she'd been looking for. Feeling something that would have been a wicked grin on her physical face, her presence perched himself on Derric's bed, where she watched him doing push-ups and wondered idly whether that was a good idea. [i]I'm such a stalker.[/i] She would've laughed if she'd been able to; the corner of the real Alda's mouth twitched slightly upward as she lay sleeping. 

She focused her energy and created a burst of dazzlingly-bright light. The screwing-with-him had begun.