Brooklyn
Carter’s grip on my hand tightened as we followed behind his grandfather. Everything around us seemed so quiet. The sound of our footsteps were the only thinking I could hear as they echoed down the hallway. I figured he was taking us to Mr. Hayes office, but once we passed it, I wasn’t sure where we were going. So I just followed along quietly.
“We can talk here.” Carter’s Grandpa said before coming to a dark brown door.
“The storage room?” Carter asked curiously, but his Grandpa just opened the door and walked inside.
Looking inside, I realized there was a staircase going down. Making me think this must be a basement or something.
Grandpa Hayes began walking down into the dark room, making me look towards Carter.
“Stay close baby.” Carter said before pulling on my ha
