The light was soft as the sun departed for the day. “Hurry up, Peter, my mom said I had to be back before it gets dark!” Annabelle weaved her way in between the trees of the dense forest that surrounded their neighborhood. A boy smaller than her stumbled behind, clumsy and thin, wearing large rimmed glasses. “Wait for me!”

Annabelle stopped and face him, “I can’t be late again, I promised my mom....