“Fine,” I said, “I’ll try the door.”

I’d barely taken three steps forward before Pete shouted, stopping me in my tracks.

“Wait!”

My eyes shot up to the house, sweeping over the black, empty windows, expecting to see someone inside. Out of all of them, if Pete was telling me to wait, something must have been seriously wrong.

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