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Authors: Amanda Lawrence Auverigne
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can take you on a
Magic Raid."
"Abbie," Haley said ignoring the
man. "Please just stay with me okay. Please listen to me. This man
isn't Peter. He just some crazy person. And he can't do magic.
Don't believe what he's saying. It can’t be him. It's just not
possible.”
"Haley," the man said.
Haley turned from Abigail and she
looked at the man.
“ Anything is possible in this
house,” The man said.
The man moved closer to Haley. He
stopped in front of her with a grin.
“ Can we kiss now? We’re the same
age,” He said.
“ No! I’m not kissing you!” Haley
cried.
“ Is it because you think I’m still
a kid? Or is it that you don’t believe me?” He asked.
“ No, I’m not
kissing you because you are a
crazy
person
!" Haley said.
Haley turned from the man and she
moved closer to Abigail. "Gimme your phone Abbie I'm calling the
cops!"
"But he's really Peter," Abigail
said.
"Give me your damned phone!" Haley
shouted.
The sound of a loud rumbling noise
filled the room.
Abigail and Haley looked around
them with wide eyes.
"What?" Haley asked.
"What was that?" Abigail
asked.
"The security system," the man
said.
Haley and Abigail looked at the
man.
"It's sensitive. It can sense anger
and danger and stuff like that. Dad has to calibrate it better.
He's been experimenting with it," the man said.
Haley turned to Abigail.
"Look Abbie. I don’t care what you say. I’m calling the cops. This
man is crazy and probably from the asylum around
here…and
Peter is missing
.”
"Peter is right there," Abigail
said pointing at the man.
"Fine," Haley said taking a step
from Abigail. "I'll find a phone myself."
"Haley," the man said.
Haley turned to the man. She looked
at him with a menacing glare.
“ I see you need more convincing,”
The man said. "Be right back."
The man turned away from Haley and
he stomped from the room muttering incoherently.
Haley turned to Abigail. She slid
her cell phone inside of her pocket and thrust her hand in her
friend's direction.
"Abbie. Cell. Now," Haley
commanded.
Abigail pulled her cell from her
pocket and she thrust the device in her friend's direction.
"Here."
"Thanks," Haley said taking the
phone. She tapped at the screen. “I can’t get a signal. This is
crazy. Is there another phone in the house? The kitchen maybe? We
have to do something before he comes back in here. Who knows where
he's hiding."
Haley looked up from the cell. She
glanced warily at the empty doorway of the room before she
turned from the entrance and focused her sight on
Abigail.
Abigail was staring at Haley with
an expression of shock across her features. The sword was clutched
lightly in her hand.
"Abbie," Haley said slowly. "We
need to find a phone. A real working phone so we can call the
cops. And…we should lock that door before that crazy guy tries to
come back in here. And what about Peter? We have to find
Peter.”
Abigail raised her free hand. She
grabbed Haley's arm gently.
“ Haley," Abigail said softly.
"That man is Peter.”
“ He is not," Haley said pulling
her arm from Haley's grasp with a huff.
"How can you say that,
Abbie?"
"Its true. I know it sounds crazy
but."
"Sounds crazy. It is crazy.
Abbie, no matter what he says or how much he knows about your life
believe me when I tell you that that man is
not
Peter. He's just crazy. And he
prolly follows you on Twitter and found out about what happened at
homecoming last year."
"I didn't Tweet that."
"Well maybe Peter was talking and
the crazy guy heard him."
"Peter wouldn't tell anyone about
that. He promised he wouldn't. Trust me, Peter wouldn't tell
anyone about that."
"Look, Abbie. It doesn't
really matter how that crazy guy knows all of that stuff. What
matters is finding Peter and getting out of here and letting the
cops and the SWAT team deal with that delusional psycho. I
don't know how he got in here but..."
The sound of a loud crash suddenly
echoed in the hall.
Abigail and
Magic Raid."
"Abbie," Haley said ignoring the
man. "Please just stay with me okay. Please listen to me. This man
isn't Peter. He just some crazy person. And he can't do magic.
Don't believe what he's saying. It can’t be him. It's just not
possible.”
"Haley," the man said.
Haley turned from Abigail and she
looked at the man.
“ Anything is possible in this
house,” The man said.
The man moved closer to Haley. He
stopped in front of her with a grin.
“ Can we kiss now? We’re the same
age,” He said.
“ No! I’m not kissing you!” Haley
cried.
“ Is it because you think I’m still
a kid? Or is it that you don’t believe me?” He asked.
“ No, I’m not
kissing you because you are a
crazy
person
!" Haley said.
Haley turned from the man and she
moved closer to Abigail. "Gimme your phone Abbie I'm calling the
cops!"
"But he's really Peter," Abigail
said.
"Give me your damned phone!" Haley
shouted.
The sound of a loud rumbling noise
filled the room.
Abigail and Haley looked around
them with wide eyes.
"What?" Haley asked.
"What was that?" Abigail
asked.
"The security system," the man
said.
Haley and Abigail looked at the
man.
"It's sensitive. It can sense anger
and danger and stuff like that. Dad has to calibrate it better.
He's been experimenting with it," the man said.
Haley turned to Abigail.
"Look Abbie. I don’t care what you say. I’m calling the cops. This
man is crazy and probably from the asylum around
here…and
Peter is missing
.”
"Peter is right there," Abigail
said pointing at the man.
"Fine," Haley said taking a step
from Abigail. "I'll find a phone myself."
"Haley," the man said.
Haley turned to the man. She looked
at him with a menacing glare.
“ I see you need more convincing,”
The man said. "Be right back."
The man turned away from Haley and
he stomped from the room muttering incoherently.
Haley turned to Abigail. She slid
her cell phone inside of her pocket and thrust her hand in her
friend's direction.
"Abbie. Cell. Now," Haley
commanded.
Abigail pulled her cell from her
pocket and she thrust the device in her friend's direction.
"Here."
"Thanks," Haley said taking the
phone. She tapped at the screen. “I can’t get a signal. This is
crazy. Is there another phone in the house? The kitchen maybe? We
have to do something before he comes back in here. Who knows where
he's hiding."
Haley looked up from the cell. She
glanced warily at the empty doorway of the room before she
turned from the entrance and focused her sight on
Abigail.
Abigail was staring at Haley with
an expression of shock across her features. The sword was clutched
lightly in her hand.
"Abbie," Haley said slowly. "We
need to find a phone. A real working phone so we can call the
cops. And…we should lock that door before that crazy guy tries to
come back in here. And what about Peter? We have to find
Peter.”
Abigail raised her free hand. She
grabbed Haley's arm gently.
“ Haley," Abigail said softly.
"That man is Peter.”
“ He is not," Haley said pulling
her arm from Haley's grasp with a huff.
"How can you say that,
Abbie?"
"Its true. I know it sounds crazy
but."
"Sounds crazy. It is crazy.
Abbie, no matter what he says or how much he knows about your life
believe me when I tell you that that man is
not
Peter. He's just crazy. And he
prolly follows you on Twitter and found out about what happened at
homecoming last year."
"I didn't Tweet that."
"Well maybe Peter was talking and
the crazy guy heard him."
"Peter wouldn't tell anyone about
that. He promised he wouldn't. Trust me, Peter wouldn't tell
anyone about that."
"Look, Abbie. It doesn't
really matter how that crazy guy knows all of that stuff. What
matters is finding Peter and getting out of here and letting the
cops and the SWAT team deal with that delusional psycho. I
don't know how he got in here but..."
The sound of a loud crash suddenly
echoed in the hall.
Abigail and