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eyes started to feel heavy as I continued to read, so I figured I’d take a ten-minute
nap. I laid the book down and closed my eyes for a few minutes.
    I woke up hearing a sound downstairs. Lea must have gotten home. I sat up in bed,
rubbing my eyes.
    â€œHey!” I called out to her. No response. “Lea!”
    No response. I decided to go downstairs. As I got out of bed, I could hear noises
coming from the kitchen—the floorboards creaked, and there was a muffled sound, a
voice, maybe?
    â€œHey!” I called again from the top of the steps.
    The sounds stopped, but no response from Lea. She would have said something by now.
I knew she heard me. The muffled sounds started again. My nerves started to kick
in, and my heartbeat sped up.
    I held onto the banister and slowly walked down the steps. The sounds in the kitchen
grew louder, but I couldn’t make out what they were from. Step by step, I felt my
adrenaline rush.
    I reached the bottom of the steps and slowly turned toward the kitchen.
    Suddenly, someone grabbed the back of my shoulder!
    â€œAdrian!” Lea shook me, waking me up. “Are you okay?”
    â€œWhat?” I asked, confused.
    â€œI’ve been calling you from downstairs,” she told me. “Come help me get this stuff
out of my car.”
    It was just a dream. Seems like my dreams were getting more and more intense.
    The next morning, I thought about what Dorian had said about looking at surveillance
tapes to see what had happened to Jason and Ashley. I decided to talk to Denise about
the tapes and about Robin. Denise was on the phone when I walked into the main office,
so I took a seat in front of her desk. She held up one finger to tell me to wait
just a moment. As I sat there, I got a text from Greedy, asking if I’d had a chance
to speak to someone about a job. I’d reply later.
    â€œGood morning, Mr. Ramirez,” Denise greeted me when she put down the phone.
    â€œHey, I really need to know something,” I whispered to her. “What’s really going
on with Robin? I really want to know.”
    Denise looked at me without saying anything. I could tell she was really thinking
about telling me the truth or not. “You’re really concerned, aren’t you?”
    â€œShe’s my student, so yes, I am,” I told her. “I’m going to sit down with her to
see how things are going, but I need to know both sides of the story. I know there’s
more than what you’re telling me, and if I can help Robin, then I want to do whatever
I can.”
    Denise took a deep breath and said, “Okay. I can tell that you’re really concerned.
So when I tell you this, you have to believe me and not think I’m crazy.”
    â€œOkay.”
    She sat silent, then said, “Let me ask you a question. Do you believe in spirits?”
    â€œSpirits?” I asked, making sure I heard right.
    â€œYes, spirits!”
    â€œYeah, I guess so,” I answered, a little creeped out as to why she was asking me
this.
    â€œWell, I’m asking you because there are some strange things that have happened at
this school since I started working here,” Denise explained.
    â€œReally?”
    â€œYes! I remember last year, I would stay after school to get caught up on some paperwork
that Mrs. Ramsey left me,” Denise started. “I’d be the only one in the office, and
out of nowhere, I’d start hearing whispers in the office. It freaked me out because
I knew I was the only one there. I don’t stay late anymore. But now, I’ve noticed
that when it’s totally quiet in the office, I can hear someone whispering. I say
a prayer because it freaks me out every time.”
    â€œSo, you think it’s a spirit?” I asked.
    â€œIt has to be,” Denise replied. “I believe that there are some unexplained things
going on at this school.”
    â€œWell, something unexplained happened to me the