Jace grins.
“So,” he says, leaning forward slightly while the fire throws shadows across his face, “Liam opens the bedroom door.”
I pull the blanket a little tighter around myself.
Not because I’m scared.
Obviously.. it's because it’s cold.
“The room is empty,” Jace says quietly.
I blink.
“So Liam checks the whole room. Nobody is there. No crying. Nothing.”
“He starts thinking the woman in town was just messing with him. So he turns around to leave…”
Jace pauses dramatically.
“And the bedroom door slams shut.”
“Nope,” I mutter.
“Too late,” Francesco says happily.
Jace continues.
“Liam tries the handle.”
He lowers his voice.
“It won’t open.”
The fire cracks loudly.
“He starts hearing footsteps again,” Jace says.
“Slow.”
“Dragging.”
“Like someone walking barefoot down th
