Even coming from Miles, Valdis felt relief once again that her insanity did not include interpreting fuzzy images as people she once knew.

"He was dead on his own world," Valdis mentioned, turning her yimo back so she could look again, "But it's...disturbing.."

Her disbelief of the paranormal had never been real, she was a Hellhound after all, but even with the Death Plane and this upcoming holiday, she didn't like it.