The Wabbit and Lapinette were drawn to a nearby church. They entered with trepidation since there was a gloomy feel to it. The pile of coins surprised them. They looked genuine enough, but they were outsize - as if in a sale for the larger person. "What do you make of this, Lapinette?" Lapinette shook her head. "I just don't know. It's like they were intended for a ghostly children's party." There was a chill in the air and it made the Wabbit's fur stand on end. "We're not alone. But don't look behind you." Lapinette knew the Wabbit's special glasses enabled him to see to the rear. The Wabbit could see three spectres and he grumbled, "Why are they always in threes?" They hopped to the other side of the coins and risked looking back. The spectres advanced slowly until they reached the Wabbit and Lapinette. Then they passed through them as if they weren't there. The Wabbit felt an internal shudder and so did Lapinette. They turned to watch them float to the back of the church. The spectres made a clinking clanking sound as they exited. The Wabbit and Lapinette turned back. The coins had vanished. "I think these are your observers." Lapinette half smiled. Now it was the Wabbit's turn to smile. With a shake of his head he muttered. "No good following them I suppose, they're following me. Where have I seen them before?" Lapinette thought for a minute. "From what you told me, they're similar to the ones from that Ghost Ferry." The Wabbit looked pensive. "Yep, I could see right through them."
