You *can* see X's ghostly cadaverous outline (and structured inlines) almost skating casually down the hall, a respectful six to eight feet ahead of everybody else. Of course, that ghostly image makes NO noise at all, so it seems more like an error in perception than reality. Still, you know what's what, and what to expect, so at least *YOU* know where to find Mr. X if you need him.
The team makes it down the passage quietly and relatively quickly, with no surprises, because you guys are ready for surprises, apparently. But once at the right edge of the door, everyone stops. Looks like we've run out of plan... |
