“James! Snap out of it!!” I screamed putting all my weight against the door. He blinked and ran. He started pushing a dressor over to the door. Once that was inplace we pilled a few more things and took off deeper in the house. What was his problem today? He keeps zoning out. At the most inappropriate times!

I lead the way. I knew it better. I felt sick. Three days ago was the first time we had been here. This is where it all started and this was where it had to end. James was shaking.

“James, are you all right?” I asked, my voice shaking.

“Yeah, just memories.. This place gives me the creeps.” He responded, still a little out of it.

“Yeah.. me too..” I whispered. If only I hadn’t been so nosey last time… “This is the door I think”

“Yeah it is. Here I’ll open it.” James said, his voice layered with fake bravado. He opened the door and we both gasped.