"Gone?" Sonny said in disbelief.

Mrs. Hopper tapped the end of her pen on the clipboard. "I am afraid so. You can, however, see her room."

"Yes. I would like to see her room," Mrs. Quinn commented. "I do not believe that Shelly is gone."

"Be my guest. Check her room." She stopped with the tapping and pointed to the stairs. "The room is on the second floor and at the end of the hall. You cannot miss it."

"Okay." Kathy told her kids and Sam to stay with the mistress while she checked. She then hurried upstairs and down the hallway to the room.

When she reached the room, she gripped the doorknob and twisted it.

"Shelly?" she called as she opened the door and peered in.

Shelly was sleeping peacefully on her bed. She was wearing her shirt and pants. A record player was on her stand and playing nice and romantic music.

"Shelly." Mrs. Quinn quietly walked into the room - and the door suddenly shut behind her. "Huh?!"

Slappy was sitting in the chair that was by the bed. He tilted his head up and smiled evilly at Kathy.

"Hello, mama."

The mom turned to where the voice came from and gasped when she spotted him.

"I missed you so much," he continued. "Why did you leave me?" He got off the chair and pointed a wooden finger at her. "You will never leave me again. We will be a family like I intended it to be."