06-19-2014, 07:35 PM
Erin nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the double doors at the other end of the house slam. Her heart pounded hard. That hadn't been the house settling at all. "Jackson?" she whispered, peeking back into the living room as the lamp flickered. Just flickering from the storm... she told herself.
Erin exited the kitchen. "Jackson?" she asked again, a little louder. Something heavy fell. Did the Weir's have a cat she didn't know about? "Mr. and Mrs. Weir?" she called. She received no response. She was almost terrified into being unable to move. She looked towards the stairs.
She was certain, someone was in here, aside from her and Jackson. It was her job to protect him, and she wanted to get him out of the house now. She'd seen scary movies, and she wasn't going to sit here and wait for some creep to hack them up. Even if it was just her mind, better safe than sorry.
Erin would never hear the buzzer bell from the gates down the long driveway. For some reason, the bell suddenly wasn't working tonight. She grabbed the poker from the fireplace, and crept silently and carefully up the stairs towards Jackson's room.
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