There it was,the glaring puzzle piece she'd been looking for. She felt relieved, even as her heart dropped into her shoes. He looked different because it was different, all of it. And no wonder. If her mother had died, instead of Charles having a nervous breakdown...

"But Beetlejuice," she said, shaking her head. "My mother isn't dead. She just... Left. This... I think ... Have you heard of the concept of quantum theory? I only just learned about it a couple months ago, but... I think there's more than one me. And more than one you... which is terrifying."