Shelly was in a jail cell and strolling back and forth. The cell was big enough to put at least two more people in, but the commissioner suggested that she should be in a cell by herself because there was a chance - a huge chance - that she was mentally ill and nothing more.

"It is not Shelly's fault," the commissioner explained to Stine and the others who were all on the other side. "She just has not gotten the help that she desperately needs."

Shelly was very worried and felt her anxiety rising because of it. She was not crazy. She knew that. Slappy and his family and friends knew that.

But...were their assumptions wrong?

Tamara reached out a tiny hand through the bars, desperately wanting her big sister to touch her. Shelly noticed and went up to the bars. She held up a pinky finger, and her baby sister grabbed it and cooed.

"I am scared," Shelly admitted.

Stine felt bad for her.

"Do not worry," Hannah stated. "You will be free very soon when this mess is cleared up."

The commissioner crossed her arms and shook her head. "If Mary-Ellen wants to charge her for assault, which she probably will, then Shelly will be in jail for eight months until she can go to court."