"Very well then, I shall meet you here tomorrow at ten in the morning?"  Gerret stood up and looked into the file. What he saw was strange, some of the papers were wiped completely clean of ink and text. He looked up, "Miss Lynda, I think... you have handed me the wrong file. There is no information inside the file."<br/><br/>Something inside his head whispered tales of supernatural beings before he shut them off. He flipped over several pieces of paper which were now blank. "It seems that your research papers have done a dissapearing act..."<br/><br/>(with reference from the last line from the first post of this page.)