Kara's POV
I approach the house, and walk inside. There is no sound, everything in silence. It gives me the creeps, but I don't want to revel in my imaginations. They scare me, and it's because of those books, those supernatural books.
Once at the dining room, I let myself breath in and out, calming my nerves. The sun had dehydrated me whilst talking with Andrew. It's now evident in the sky even though it's evening. In few minutes, I'm sure, it will go down.
I hear a ruffle inside the kitchen, and go there, gripping the threshold in the process. Mrs Seth is there, just packing away the cooking tools. She dusts her hands, and wash them with water, still haven't noticed me. She starts singing a melodic tone, her voice alluring. I smile just watching her.
She grabs a plate. Yes, I not
