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room where again, I was accosted by the ghost girl. It was odd, she looked forlorn. I asked her, as nicely as I could, if she could help me get out. She just pointed to one of the tunnels and I ran. As fast as I could run! Once I was inside the tunnel, I popped out of the archway, the very same archway that I’d initially fallen through. I climbed back up into the lighthouse chamber, but it wasn’t dark anymore. The door was wide open. I got through that door as fast as my feet would take me.”
    He knocked on the table with his knuckles.
    “Once free of the lighthouse, I caused quite a scene. I’d been gone for an entire day! Nearly everyone on the Isle was searchin’ for me. After gettin’ checked out at the hospital and eatin’ some food –way more important to me at the time- I told the sheriff what’d happened, leavin’ out the part about the creature thing. They were havin’ enough trouble believin’ me as it was. The sheriff even called in the Howard’s, but guess what?”
    “What?” both Emily and Grace asked.
    “They did their own investigation, thinkin’ for sure there had to be a magical cause behind it all, but they found nothin’! The door in the floor of the lighthouse… GONE! Like it never even existed. It was just cold, hard cement when they searched the place.”
    “So what happened? How did they explain it all?” Emily questioned him.
    “The sheriff made up some story about young boys and their adventurous behavior and overactive imaginations, that I’d simply gotten lost and found my way back. To me, she told me that she believed me, but perhaps it was better if I just kept the story to myself. To be happy I was home and safe. I agreed with her on that count. I was never so happy to be home! And I ain’t lyin’ ‘bout that.”
    “That was a wicked crazy tale, Freddy,” mumbled Grace.
    “Very!” Emily nodded in agreement. “I can’t believe what happened to you.”
    “Just an old man’s tale now.” His aged voice twisted in wistful reflection.
    “One I’m so very glad I asked you tell me,” insisted Emily. “I think this might help the search for the missing man.”
    “Well, if anythin’ good can come from what I went through, it might just have made it worthwhile.” He winked and went to take a sip from his mug.
    “Oh give me that, Freddy. It’s cold now, I’ll refill it.” Grace patted him on the back as she took his cup and headed back behind the counter.
    “Thanks you so much, Freddy, for telling me your story.”
    “Always a pleasure to talk to a pretty sweet lass like yourself.”
    “Grace,” called out Emily, “I gotta run, see you.”
    Grace waved her off realizing she had important news to tell the Howards and brought Freddy a steaming cup of coffee. “One sugar, just like you like it.”
    “Thanks, Hon. Hey, do you think what I told her will really help them find the missin’ man?”
    “Don’t know, but she sure was in a hurry to get outta here. Good sign if you ask me.” She eyed him, a bit of distrust. “You tell her the truth, Freddy Collier?”
    “Sure ‘nough, did. Every word.”
    “All right then.” She went back to her duties behind the counter leaving Freddy to ponder and drink his coffee.
    Outside the café, Emily walked with a fast gait toward the Howard Mansion. She still needed to fulfill the request to check in on Melinda, but right after, she’d find out where Michael was and meet him. This news warranted a person-to-person explanation.
    The lighthouse story had turned out to be true! And beyond that, it was extremely possible she’d also discovered a huge clue regarding the disappearance of their father, Jack.
    It was almost too much to keep in. She raced inside the mansion and up to Melinda’s room. She saw the door was open but when she stepped inside there was no Melinda. She called out but there was no answer. She hopped into Melinda’s bathroom and saw the shower was still wet. She plodded back downstairs calling