A Rapid DescentSomething like magnetism grabbed my feet and ankles almost to my knees, and held them down firmly against the floor. The elevator fell and then sped faster and faster downward. I felt my hair —I actually had hair, lots of it!— float on either side of my head and then it all fell straight up as the elevator accelerated even more. For a few moments I felt as if I was hanging upside down.
I looked at Horace also hanging upside down his face partially blocked by his inverted coat. I noticed his hair hadn’t moved at all. I asked him, “What were those monsters? And why couldn’t Windy3 see you?”
Horace shook head sorrowfully. “She could neither see nor hear me nor see the things I touched or occupied. Like I said. I’m a ghost. She couldn’t see the elevator even when you tried to
