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	Savannah looked down at herself and was amazed at what Ingrid had done. She could see right through herself like a piece of plastic wrap. However, she still felt like a normal person. This was the coolest feeling she had ever experienced.
	[i][color=yellow] "Where are we? Why are we here? This whole ghost thing is temporary right?" [/color][/i] Justine figured she shouldn't ask so many questions. Ingrid was a mage; she knew what she was doing. As she took in the scene around her, she noticed the atmosphere was more sophisticated than any place she had ever been in. This was definitely not America. The atmosphere in America was pathetic and Savannah couldn't stand it. Yes she had lived there her whole life but that doesn't mean she enjoyed living there or being called an "American." Frankly, if she had a choice, she would have left America a long time ago. 
	She wondered what Ingrid was doing here anyway. Was she looking for someone? Could people see them?