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was a very real possibility that I’d be too scared to go back to ghost
hunting because I’d think that they’d all turn out to be demonic when
they seemed benign enough. But I’d sort through that later.
“I’m sorry for snapping at you, Tucker,” Daisy said gently.
“I was just frightened. It was so hard to watch that happen to you.”
“Are we going to show this to the rest of the group?” Ethan
asked. “I feel like they have a right to know.”
“Absolutely,” Richard agreed. “I’ll schedule a meeting so we
can all talk about it sometime this week.”
“Is anyone hungry?” Daisy offered. “I was just about to
throw some food together when you got here.”
Ethan bobbed his head. “Yes, definitely. Thank you.”
The tension had broken. We had just gone through quite an
ordeal, but they were working to bring things back down to normal.
Ethan and Adrian stood up to go help Daisy in the kitchen, leaving
Tucker and me alone with Richard.
The group’s director leaned forward in his chair. “Honestly,
are the two of you all right? I remember the first time I saw
something like this happen. It was ... shocking, to say the least. Do
you have questions?”
“Only a hundred,” I finally burst out. I’d been holding in my
own terror for long enough. “What was that thing? Why did it pick
that family? Why did it do this to us when it didn’t even let the
parents know it was there? And why Tucker when it had to choose
between both of us?”
Richard straightened up again. “I don’t know exactly what it
is yet, but I will let you know as soon as we get more information.
We will certainly go back into the house, but better prepared. I also
can’t tell you why it picked the Johanssons, or why Timmy,
specifically. Perhaps because, as a child, he was more vulnerable
than the guarded adults. Why it chose to attack Tucker ... I also don’t
know. Maybe because he was closer to it and it was more
convenient. Maybe it doesn’t like males. Maybe there was a
weakness it sensed in him.”
Tucker still hadn’t said a word. He was staring at Richard
now, still with no emotions on his face. I wondered if this was the
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