The wife has been hearing voices for a week now, surely a sign of an approaching nervous breakdown or worse, madness. The husband has been ignoring her rantings about some baby ghost possessing the house. For some strange reason, he has grown immune to all kinds of strangeness coming from the wife's mouth. She was merely part of the house he has gotten used to, even her voice, now thin with anxiety and straining with what is it? Madness? He had gotten use to it all. While she rushed around the house whispering and sometimes talking frantically to the baby ghost, he merely shook his head and told her to snap out of it. He was losing patience with this ghost business. It was getting worse. At first it was just her observation of this little baby ghost, of all the things it was doing. Now, she was going too far, making food for the invisible baby that he had to throw away. And her face, the ghastly paleness and the darkness around her eyes, and the horrible expression of constantly being in shock with her wide-eyed blank stares and her mouth hanging loosely like an O bent out of shape. He felt revulsion and horror at the thing he had married. THis creature of madness. Oh why won't she stop this nonsense.

Then at breakfast, he heard the wife, talking in that high-pitched voice of hers in anxious whispers without a pause like a speeding train about to be derailed. "She's coming! The baby ghost! She's coming!" HE looked up with slight irritation to see the old blue dress that the wife had worn when he had first met her floating across their tiny apartment. The blue dress, still on its hanger, flew out of their bedroom, past the kitchen, into the living room with the wife running after it moaning, begging for it to stop. HE watched as the blue dress, paused for a moment on the window sill and then flung itself hanger and all out of their sixth storey window. They went to the window, husband and wife, as they stared at the rumpled dress down below looking like something had died quite unexpectedly and grotesquely. Then the wife screamed. She screamed and she screamed.