"There are more than two," Ginny said rubbing her eyes. She looked really tired. "Girls that is. More than two have been this way, I'm almost sure of it. In fact, I think lots of people have been along this path before. Though not all recently. Walking through these woods . . . on their way to hell. At least that's what the whispering voices have been telling me." Ginny looked back at the other two women, that silly half-grin playing across her lips again. "I know . . . crazy, right?"