12:54pm
Lindsay waved out the window to the waiting man at the airport. He picked up his two bags, opened the back door of the Expedition on his side, put his bags in and got in himself. "What happened to Peter? What happened?" he rushed her out of the airport parkway.
"There's kind of a problem with your house," she informed him.
"But Peter's okay?"
"Well, the two kind of have to do with each other. We think the house is haunted."
"Haunted? What do you mean? What happened?"
"We're trying to figure that out. It seemed like the house... took Peter in."
Andrew just looked over at Lindsay with a concerned and misunderstanding look on his face. He didn't get what she was trying to tell him. "I... I don't understand."
"Neither do we." 
1:39pm
Lindsay pulled the truck into the driveway of her passenger's house. Andrew jumped out and ran into the house. He practically rammed the front door down trying to get in as fast as he could. He crossed the threshold and suddenly all the hair on the back of his head stood on end. He ignored this omen and continued upstairs into the room on the other side of where Peter had disappeared. There was a large bulge in the wall, about six and a half feet tall and three and a half feet wide. It moved. |
