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slammed on the brakes.
    â€œDamn!” he swore, which was out of character for him.
    â€œWhat’s wrong now?” Danny demanded. I knew he didn’t like to miss meals, always being cranky before lunch and dinner. The small paunch of a stomach he sported had grown a good size over the years.
    â€œThe door’s wide open,” Jack said, gesturing towards the cottage. “You guys sit tight and I’ll check it out.” He didn’t wait for a reply before he put the van into park and jumped out. Danny just snorted in agitation, sending me a glare, which told me how annoyed he was. As soon as Jack was out of hearing range, Danny lit into me.
    â€œHow the fuck did you get out here anyway? Hitch a ride, you little tramp? I bet some old guy diddled you the whole way.”
    Used to his attacks, I ignored him. Despite not wanting to look, I watched as Jack entered the cottage and disappeared from sight. For some reason, seeing him step into the void made me extremely worried. The laughter began again, Kale’s cruel voice drumming inside my head. Even when I put my hands up to cover my ears, it still continued on.
    â€œShut up! Shut up!” I began to holler, rocking back and forth in my seat.
    Danny looked at me like I was an even bigger freak than I was. “What the fuck? You shut up. Shut your damn mouth!” His loud yelling joined in with Kale’s until I couldn’t differentiate between them. I shut my eyes tight.
    Suddenly he pounded his fist against the dashboard making my eyes bulge open in fear. Everything stopped. The voices, the yelling—everything but the fear. Something was wrong. Very wrong.
    Jack hadn’t come back out. Why he was taking so long was anyone’s guess. Danny swore in frustration and climbed out of the van. He slid open the side door and told me to get out. With me in the lead—not by choice—we began walking towards the open door of the cottage. My heart started racing and my breath became heavy in my chest. Every step I took was like walking towards the executioner’s block. I hadn’t crossed the threshold since the Event and even though Danny was with me and Jack was inside, I didn’t want to do it now. When I reached the door I hesitated.
    â€œInside,” Danny growled.
    My hand shook as I reached for the screen door. It was the heavy wooden door that had been left open. I stared at it once the screen was wide enough to step past. Scorch marks were scarred across the deep red paint as though left by the fiery hand of a dragon. When my feet refused to move, Danny gave me a not so gentle shove from behind. I practically fell into the room beyond.
    â€œJack?” Danny yelled over my head. He walked around me and went into the living room where there was a fireplace and a big picture window that faced out towards the lake. To my right was the galley kitchen. Just beyond that was a long hallway with doors leading to a bathroom and bedroom on the right, and another two bedrooms on the left. The entire cottage felt completely still, yet, not quite empty. My eyes darted around searching the corners in the dim light expecting something terrible to spring forth.
    â€œWhere are you, Jack?” Danny demanded. He began stalking down the hallway and systematically opened each of the closed doors. At the last door he hesitated. He turned to look at me from where I’d wandered another few steps and could now see down the hall. I wanted to shout at him not to open the door. There was no reason why that I could logically explain, but whatever was behind it, I felt should stay hidden. Danny smirked at me and his hand reached for the knob.
    That’s when everything began to shake. Just like I remembered from four years ago—it's how the nightmare had begun. As the door swung open I saw Danny raise a hand to his eyes as a blinding white light shot out. He turned away and took one step before he gripped the wall as though