“Why am I here? I was falling off a cliff just a minute ago, and then I landed on your floor.”Estelle looked down to the floor, up at the ceiling, and then to Riley. Estelle said, “There is no cliff above my ceiling.”

“People have died playing this?” gasped Riley.Zayne grinned and replied, “Uh huh.”“Only eight,” said Estelle. “One in the last decade.”Zayne said, “Hope you’re not the lucky one today.”

“Pretty,” said Cree. “It was very pretty.” She giggled as she stroked her green nails over her cheeks and smiled at Riley. “I suppose I let the poison go too long. I killed my parents and my younger brother and the cat. I do miss the cat.”

“You never really know what's going on with your ceiling until you just give up and lie down on your floor.”

“Then I placed the blade next to the skin on my palm. A tingle arched across my scalp. The floor tipped up at me and my body spilled away. Then I was on the ceiling looking down, waiting to see what would happen next...”

“... you cow,' Estelle added. 'I heard that.' 'Give the woman the geriatric audiology medal,' Estelle said. 'I heard that, too', her mother said, from the other side of the door.”

“Owl brain,” Charell replied. “Made specially so ‘tis still thinking when you eat it. Keeps you smart.”