"She totally does," said Summer, grinning with confidence. "One full of weapons and one full of just leather jackets."

God, Rosa, how could someone so cool ever actually...Summer just looked at Seivarden for a moment and shook her head in disappointment. Then, with a heavy sigh, she put her hands on the bed to push herself up to her feet.

"But you're right," she said. "I think it's safe to say that there's no dead do--"

It was just at that moment, of course, that there was the sound of a bark from the living room. Any color that had been in Summer's face drained away as her eyes widened.

"Oh mygod," she said. "She is dead, and now her dead dog ghost is here to haunt us because we couldn't find her body to put her properly to rest!"