Sam and nodded.
Sam touched her and the boy and felt the cool air as he suddenly stood outside of the huge mansion on the old oak lined street. A warm feeling filled his chest as he saw it.
Suddenly Annabelle was at the door on the front porch.
“What the hell?” The teenage boy started to freak out.
Sam smiled, “I did try warning you, let's not forget that part.”
The girl looked worried, “Who are you?”
“I’m a friend. My name is Sam. That is Annabelle on the porch and we are at the home of a friend named Lydia. She’s like you. She can help you.”
She looked around, “What- where are we? Why is it so cold here?”
“It’s Portland.”
The teenage boy looked confused, “No way I’ve been to Portland dude. No way.”
“Oregon.”
Both of them turned their heads to him as their jaws dropped, “What?” They spoke in unison.
Sam walked toward the huge house, “Come on. We have some serious explaining to do.”
“Where are my parents? Where is my sister? Why am I in a prom dress?”
Sam felt his heart drop, her sister had been lured through the window. He knew she was most likely dead. No human was ever left alive. He winced, “Come in the house.”
Ophelia started to cry, “I’m not going anywhere until someone explains this to me. Why am I wearing my prom dress? This isn’t even the dress I bought. I bought a red one. Why is he in a tux? We were in my living room and then we were dancing. What is happening to us?”
The guy pointed at him, “Yeah we were in swim gear. What the fuck is this?” He seemed to finally be surfacing.
Sam sighed and looked around. He was waiting for Lorri to arrive and take it over. He knew she would have Lydia at the prom cleaning up. He dreaded any of the kids who resisted.
“You found her.” He turned to see Dorian grinning from the porch.
Sam laughed, “Nick of time dude, come and help before one of us ends up with some injuries.”
Dorian laughed and sauntered from the house, “You really are Jonathan’s daughter. You are your mother in every way. Except the scent maybe.” His wicked lips curled up into his evil grin.
Sam rolled his eyes, “Shit Dorian she doesn’t know any of that.”
He shrugged, “She will.”
Ophelia shook her head, “Is that the FedEx guy? Why are you here? This is madness, my father’s name is Vic and my mother is Helen. My sister is Abbey and she’s missing. I’ll do whatever you want but please just let her go.”
Jake shook his head and stepped in front of her, “I will do what ever you want, leave her out of this.”
Dorian scowled, “Really? You would do whatever I want to spare her?”
The guy looked ready to lose it but he clenched his jaw and nodded, “Let her go and her sister too.” He wrapped his arms around his back to pull Ophelia to him.
Dorian pointed at the kid and raised his eyebrows, “Who is this kid?”
Sam sighed, “This is Ophelia and her boyfriend. He came with us because she used glamour on the entire town. Dorian I need to go to Greece I don’t have time for this shit. Take them inside and make her stop crying.”
Dorian smiled at the guy, “I may still take you up on your offer, later.”
Sam grimaced, “Okay well maybe I’ll take you guys inside because I don’t even want to know where we are going with this conversation.” He grabbed Ophelia by the hand and pulled her and her boyfriend up the stairs and through the doorway.
“She be bad juju Mister Sam. I don’ts want her in my house.”
He felt Annabelle’s resistance to her in the air.
He looked to see the maid blocking the hallway with her body.
Sam shook his head, “She’s okay Annabelle.”
Annabelle crossed her arms, “She be stronger than me. That never be okay.”
He laughed, “I know. Annabelle this is Ophelia and her boyfriend, what’s your name dude?”
The kid stood completely stunned by the talking ghost.
Sam snapped a finger in front of his eyes making him look up, “Huh
Sam touched her and the boy and felt the cool air as he suddenly stood outside of the huge mansion on the old oak lined street. A warm feeling filled his chest as he saw it.
Suddenly Annabelle was at the door on the front porch.
“What the hell?” The teenage boy started to freak out.
Sam smiled, “I did try warning you, let's not forget that part.”
The girl looked worried, “Who are you?”
“I’m a friend. My name is Sam. That is Annabelle on the porch and we are at the home of a friend named Lydia. She’s like you. She can help you.”
She looked around, “What- where are we? Why is it so cold here?”
“It’s Portland.”
The teenage boy looked confused, “No way I’ve been to Portland dude. No way.”
“Oregon.”
Both of them turned their heads to him as their jaws dropped, “What?” They spoke in unison.
Sam walked toward the huge house, “Come on. We have some serious explaining to do.”
“Where are my parents? Where is my sister? Why am I in a prom dress?”
Sam felt his heart drop, her sister had been lured through the window. He knew she was most likely dead. No human was ever left alive. He winced, “Come in the house.”
Ophelia started to cry, “I’m not going anywhere until someone explains this to me. Why am I wearing my prom dress? This isn’t even the dress I bought. I bought a red one. Why is he in a tux? We were in my living room and then we were dancing. What is happening to us?”
The guy pointed at him, “Yeah we were in swim gear. What the fuck is this?” He seemed to finally be surfacing.
Sam sighed and looked around. He was waiting for Lorri to arrive and take it over. He knew she would have Lydia at the prom cleaning up. He dreaded any of the kids who resisted.
“You found her.” He turned to see Dorian grinning from the porch.
Sam laughed, “Nick of time dude, come and help before one of us ends up with some injuries.”
Dorian laughed and sauntered from the house, “You really are Jonathan’s daughter. You are your mother in every way. Except the scent maybe.” His wicked lips curled up into his evil grin.
Sam rolled his eyes, “Shit Dorian she doesn’t know any of that.”
He shrugged, “She will.”
Ophelia shook her head, “Is that the FedEx guy? Why are you here? This is madness, my father’s name is Vic and my mother is Helen. My sister is Abbey and she’s missing. I’ll do whatever you want but please just let her go.”
Jake shook his head and stepped in front of her, “I will do what ever you want, leave her out of this.”
Dorian scowled, “Really? You would do whatever I want to spare her?”
The guy looked ready to lose it but he clenched his jaw and nodded, “Let her go and her sister too.” He wrapped his arms around his back to pull Ophelia to him.
Dorian pointed at the kid and raised his eyebrows, “Who is this kid?”
Sam sighed, “This is Ophelia and her boyfriend. He came with us because she used glamour on the entire town. Dorian I need to go to Greece I don’t have time for this shit. Take them inside and make her stop crying.”
Dorian smiled at the guy, “I may still take you up on your offer, later.”
Sam grimaced, “Okay well maybe I’ll take you guys inside because I don’t even want to know where we are going with this conversation.” He grabbed Ophelia by the hand and pulled her and her boyfriend up the stairs and through the doorway.
“She be bad juju Mister Sam. I don’ts want her in my house.”
He felt Annabelle’s resistance to her in the air.
He looked to see the maid blocking the hallway with her body.
Sam shook his head, “She’s okay Annabelle.”
Annabelle crossed her arms, “She be stronger than me. That never be okay.”
He laughed, “I know. Annabelle this is Ophelia and her boyfriend, what’s your name dude?”
The kid stood completely stunned by the talking ghost.
Sam snapped a finger in front of his eyes making him look up, “Huh
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