"Baggins."
My stomach hits the floor and my heart pounds in my rib cage. Rose gasps and digs her fingers into my arm. Swallowing thickly, I glance over at Ian as the shadowy entity vanishes back into the darkness around us, only their echoing laughter remains.
I wince as my eyes land on my honorary uncle. His shoulders are tense, lips pursed, and, if looks could kill, Ian's Pocket Dictionary would be a pile of dust in his palm.
"Did that thing just say 'Baggins'?" Bubba says, voice hushed and tight.
My mouth waters as my stomach rolls. No. No. This isn't happening right now. This isn't fair! And how do we know they're referencing me? Mom and Dad have obviously made quite the impact on the beings in the Ghost Dimension. I wince. But I know for a fact that Ian’s not going to take it tha
