As Evil Annie ran in the night she knew something was wrong. By now she should have absorbed the power from this dimension's Annie. But it hadn't flowed into her. The only way it could have been prevented was if Annie had lived, and her stab wound had been too severe for that. And yet, she hadn't gotten her power.

Evil Annie finally reached her destination, a large mansion at the edge of town. She ran to the doorway and pushed the intercom button. "It's me." A moment later she heard a buzz and the door opened. She went inside and marched throughout the manor until she got to the library.

The room was bathed in shadow, lit only by the fire in the corner. As she walked in a deep voice stopped her. "Have you got it?" The speaker stayed in the shadows, with only his outstretched arm visible.

She pulled out the book and had it float into the man's outstretched hand. As he leafed through it she loudly cleared her throat. "We have a problem. Evil Abed is dead. They drained him of his power."

The man turned to the pages with the hole cut in them before closing the book. "A regrettable but necessary outcome."

"Sir?"

"It was always my intention that the crystal be used on someone. Now that it is gone there is nothing that can stop me once I obtain the power. This book was always the real prize I was after."

"But sir, he only needed one more power to have them all. Now that he's gone it will take you much longer to obtain them."

Her heart sped up as he, a tall well dressed man with slicked back silver hair and a long pointy nose, stepped out of the shadows. "This book is much more valuable than Mr. Nadir was. There are others I can obtain the power from. But this book is one of a kind. Do I make myself clear Miss Edison?"

"Yes sir, Mr. Winger."