CHAPTER 4
“Ru? Ru, are you still awake?”
His door inches open and one eye appears, the other hidden by his long, dark hair. “Em? It’s the middle of the night. What is it?”
“I can’t sleep. I’ve been thinking about the thing Mrs. Wrenshaw said she saw. What if the blur I’ve been seeing has something to do with that monster?”
Ru sighs and casts an eye about the corridor. Satisfied there’s no sign of mum or dad, he lets me in. As usual, his bedroom is tidy and organised, with every surface gleaming. I sit at his desk while he takes a spot at the end of his bed.
For a second, he looks about to answer, but then he clears his throat. “Em, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you. You know when we first moved in and I helped dad put all the empty boxes up in the attic?”
“You fell off
