“Damn it, Ari. You can’t go in that old house.” Jonah’s voice cut through the October air, breaking up my racing thoughts.

“Something is in there. I can feel it” My skin prickled with goosebumps as I spoke my thoughts out loud. I could feel the cool, misty touch of the shadows caressing my skin creating a sense of longing to delve deeper into its embrace.

Finally I let my body move, allowing th...