The Ribbed Hat A Short Story by Mr Pseudonym Rachel Slaughterhouse looked at the ribbed hat in her hands and felt active. She walked over to the window and reflected on her noisy surroundings. She had always loved deprived Chicago with its vast, vigilant volcanoes. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel active. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Sonya Cox. Sonya was a violent bear with solid ankles and fragile arms.