What Emma Left Behind
Page 7
* * * * *
Lightening struck a tree in the nearby forest with a crash. It was pouring outside, and rain pelting on the roof could be heard dripping into pools of water under the eaves. The grandfather clock in the hall slowly chimed the hour.
Across the road, a tree creaked and groaned as the howling wind forced it on its side, knocking down the power line that supplied the Campbells' house. Ana awoke with a start and started nudging the twins until they woke up, too.
"I think we should tell your parents about this, don't you?" Ana suggested nervously.
"I take it you're volunteering for the job, Ana." Caera said.
"Hey, why me?"
"Because you suggested it. I know it's a tough job, but somebody's gotta do it." Caera said.
"And that somebody is me?"
"Glad you agree. Just don't trip in the dark, and keep telling yourself there's no such thing as the bogeyman." Caera gave a little farewell salute.
"What a friend."
"Ignore her. She gets even more hyperactive when she eats chocolate," Claudia laughed. "Don't worry, I'll go first."
Claudia opened the door and peered out into the dark hallway.