I walked over to the paper and bent as the pencil began scribbling across it.
You look OK. Are you OK?
“Liz?†A stupid question. Liz was the only poltergeist I knew. But if she was here, that meant. “Chloe?†My heart started thudding again. “Where’s Chloe. Did they—?â€
She’s outside.
I took a deep breath. “Good. Okay. My dad’s there, too?â€
I watched the paper. Nothing happened.
“Liz? My dad is with her, right? She called him, didn’t she?â€
Couldn’t.
“What do you mean she couldn’t. She has her cell—†No, she didn’t. We hadn’t taken them into the forest. If Chloe had managed to follow me straight from there …
I swore. “Tell her to get to a pay phone. Call collect. Get my dad and—â€
No time. They’re packing the van.
“Then you ride with me. You can find out where we go, and return and Chloe—â€
We’re getting you out.
“What? No. Absolutely not. Tell Chloe—â€
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