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The transparent form of eleven-year-old Clara stood in the doorway of her parent’s room. She could see her father looking in the mirror over the dresser. He appeared unshaven and unwashed, and he kept shaking his head as he stared at his own grim reflection. His eyes were moist and the dark rings under them suggested that he had gone a very long while without sleep. Mabel Stuart lay face down on the bed, sobbing. Standing in the doorway, transparent Clara looked back and forth between her mother and father and was suddenly filled with fear and apprehension. As she wondered what could have caused such sorrow, there was a tremendous flash of light.