Julia
The whole house feels different now.
For the first time since moving here, I’m not plagued by the sensation of being watched. No more creaks or bangs plague the endless rooms. The laughter and running footsteps of ghostly children no longer echo through the halls. All of the noises I attributed to the settling of new construction are gone.
It’s quiet now.
Empty.
“They’ve all moved on,” Zeke explains when I ask if he notices it too. “They gave everything to help defeat Amos.”
“Moved on?” I repeat, morbidly curious. “To where?”
Zeke shrugs. “Heaven, I guess. Or maybe another dimension. I don’t really know for sure. I suppose if there were bad ones, they got sucked down into the portal with Amos.”
It strikes me that these spirits must have become family to Zeke over the last ce
