"Horrace, you have to tell Emlyn that this girl named Ginger isn't her friend! She won't listen to me!" Stella ran into the throne room, shouting hysterically. 

"Oh dear, I was worried this would happen." Horrace proceeded to send another dove off to Emlyn. 

"You did?" She asked him, and he raised an eyebrow. 

"I may be old, but I'm fairly certain I warned both of you about this. Although I'm not always obvious, which is why I suppose she didn't listen." He muttered, and Stella rolled her eyes. 

"You are never obvious." She stated, and he chuckled. 

"That is a fair point, take your friends with you. Americana will need all of you to survive." He said with a sigh, and so The Storytellers headed for the portal to save the world again. 

***

Ginger was unable to intercept the first dove warning Emlyn of Camilla's return. Emlyn was freaking out, especially with Stella not here with her. Ginger intercepted the second dove and destroyed it and the note warning Emlyn about her. "Ginger!" She heard Emlyn call her name from another room. 

"Yes?" Ginger headed in her direction and could see the panic was clear. 

"What are we going to do? Camilla is back! A mysterious fog, which is probably a spell, is casting over the world, and Stella is nowhere to be found!" Emlyn was pacing; she wasn't ready for a fight again. It seemed like one right after the other. 

"I don't know, Emlyn; remember, I come from this world; I don't know how that shit works!" Ginger replied, trying to match Emlyn's panicked energy. 

"I know, I know, I need Stella right now; she would know what to do..." Emlyn trailed off, and her head fell into her hands.

"Anything I can do?" Ginger asked nicely and placed a hand on Emlyn's shoulder.

"No, probably not, it's okay. I'm going to take a drive and clear my head, maybe figure out what's going on with this fog. Stay here and when Stella returns, let her know I need her." Emlyn told her and headed for the door of the White Castle, grabbing her keys on the way out. 

"You got it!" Ginger shouted after her; however, she had no intention of waiting around to tell Stella anything. She went to the roof of the White Castle and found Camilla watching over Americana as the fog was almost consuming it. 

"Hello dear Ginger, what do you have for me?" Camilla asked with a wicked smile. 

"I destroyed a dove warning Emlyn about me. Stella is probably on her way back; I assume she'll bring company. As for Emlyn, she is freaking out and has just gone on a drive." Ginger explained to her.

"A drive, you say? That's perfect! I need to go; meet me here," she handed Ginger a piece of paper, "I'll be there soon. Don't worry about Stella and the others; they are unimportant currently." Camilla vanished in a puff of smoke, and Ginger headed off to the location Camilla had given her.

Camilla, on the other hand, pinpointed Emlyn's location and appeared about 20 feet in front of her vehicle. Emlyn was so startled she swerved the car and slammed into a tree. The impact knocked her out. Camilla took Emlyn to the location she had told Ginger. 

"So what exactly is the plan?" Ginger asked when Camilla arrived with an unconscious Emlyn in tow. 

"You'll see." She locked Emlyn in one of the many rooms of the building and then looked outside as the fog washed over the land and put them fast asleep.