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vision of the woman who was murdered popped into
my head. This man, was the man who murdered her, and whoever yelled
back to him, was the woman in the attic.
    “Are you ready to go?” he yelled to the
woman.
    “Yeah,” I heard two people respond.
    The man walked closer to the fence, and I
started to panic. These people obviously weren’t good people.
    “Come on,” I said as I grabbed Skylar’s hand.
I led him over to a patch of bushes for us to hide behind.
    They went in the opposite direction, and I
didn’t get a chance to see the woman, and whoever else was there.
We sat there for a minute, making sure the coast was clear.
    “Do you want to go see what’s in there?” I
asked, expecting him to say no. I waited for him to reason with me
as to why this was a bad idea, just as Dante surely would have.
    “Let’s go,” he said.
    He pulled me over to the fence. There was an
area without bushes, it was covered only in vines and when he
pushed on it, it opened. We shut the gate behind us and headed
toward the house. It was small and not very well taken care of, but
they had better things to worry about, like not being caught for
murder. I felt kind of like a hypocrite, but I didn’t kill innocent
people.
    The front door wasn’t locked, and we got
right in. It was messy, but other than that, it looked just like
any normal home. There were dishes in the sink, pictures on the
walls—pictures of people I knew before I went back in time. Even
though we were related, I had only met them the day before.
    Sienna and Hazel. I don’t know why, but I had
figured they just didn’t exist. I figured with getting me and Rose
back, Violet would have brought them up, but she never did.
    Here they were, just as I remembered them but
worse. They were bitches when I first met them, but that was better
than this. It didn’t really matter; they were no different than any
other horrible person. The one problem with this: they looked way
too much like me.
    “What’s wrong,” Skylar asked. He looked at
the picture then casually looked away.
    “They’re my sisters.”
    I needed to find what they took from that
house; I knew the boxes had to be somewhere. I ran around looking
for them. I looked in every last place they could have been, but
found nothing.
    I went back outside to see if they were in
the shed, but this was no ordinary shed. I had a hard time getting
inside and when I did, I knew why. There was nothing inside this
shed, nothing but a door leading to underneath it.
    “Skylar,” I called. “You’ve got to come see
this.” He ran outside and to the shed.
    “Whoa,” he gasped as he looked. “Let’s open
it.”
    There was a staircase leading down. At the
bottom, there was a light switch. I flicked it on, and it was like
I was somewhere else entirely. There was nice furniture and
cabinets filled with everything you would ever need. There was a
stove, a fully stocked bar and a bookshelf filled with books. I
walked over to the bookcase and noticed a button on the side. I
pushed it, and the bookcase slid over and went right into the
wall.
    Behind it, were the boxes I was looking for,
along with other things. I looked inside the boxes; they hadn’t
taken any potions, but there was a box full of books. There was
one, in particular, that enticed my curiosity. It was a book that
looked like an almost exact replica of the one Dante had found at
Grace’s house. There were differences though; this book looked
older, and a little bit thicker.
    I let my guard down, as I sat there holding
the book, wondering if it was the same as the other, or if it would
have more information. I felt safe with Skylar. Dante made me on
edge. Whenever he was unsure of something, it made me unsure also,
and I didn’t like feeling that way. Right about now, however, would
have been a good time to be on edge. A good time to be paying
attention to everything that was going on around me, because soon
it was obvious that we weren’t alone.
    “Hey,