Williams had not made an appearance yet, and was nowhere to be seen. He was a ghost now, of course, and not being seen went with the territory, but he was different because he was a visible ghost, and Judas could tell that he loved the whole materialising and walking through walls thing. It obviously gave him a little jolt of pleasure to see Judas jump every time he walked into the room. Judas poured the hot water carefully into his mug, and watched as the milky water started to turn a lighter shade of brown. He was concentrating on these little clouds of colour in his mug when he felt it. There was a faint pressure in the air all around him, and it was making him sleepy and lethargic. He got angry very quickly and threw his teaspoon down onto the floor. The tinkle it made sounded like it
