Next chapter, as promised, though if I don't get more reviews,
my muse might go back to Jamaica... she likes to know when she's
being appreciated! *hint hint*   "This is it," Cat said, eyeing
the dark, stone mansion with more than a little trepidation,
then glancing downwards as shards of glass crunched under her
feet. She looked for the source and realized that the giant
picture window above the mansion's front door was little more
than a frame.  "What happened here?" Theo said, unconsciously
echoing her thoughts.  "Let's find out," she suggested, and
sliding her fingers into Theo's hand, proceeded to walk up the
front walk towards the broken doors. Theo's grip tightened as
they got closer, and Cat agreed; in the pre-dawn light, the
Victorian mansion was extremely forbiding.  Spreading her
heightened senses out to their extreme limit, she gently pushed
one of the doors aside, wincing at the loud creaking sound it
made as it's hinges protested the slight movement as Cat made a
wide enough crack for them to sl