The Town of Chaos.

The walk back to the inn wasn't really a walk. The girls speed-walked, and it had something to do with the wolf story they just heard. The sound of Inna's laughter greeted them as they entered.

She was laughing. Incessantly. Hysterically. This wasn't the sour woman they left behind. Did something possess her? They eventually had to stop and inquire.

"What's so amusing, Inna?" asked Clea.

Inna pointed at the entrance, hysterical tears rolling down her cheek. "He fell."

Clea and Kali looked at the porch and saw nothing. It was empty when they were coming in, and remained so. Not even the sheriff's jeep was there.

"Sherlock fell," she cackled and bent over, holding her stomach.

"The bastard." She sniffed. "I have been praying for this to happen for years. Every time he walked out with that stupid ego of his dangling on his shoulder, I'd wish for him to fall. And it finally happened today." She laughed. "As you ran out and your friend followed you, he tried to run after you two. He got t