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stuff. Guys, you know the drill, grab your
ladies’ suitcases. Let’s get to the bus terminal. Mike, sing it to us.”
    “Okay,
men! It’s all on us! Suck it up! Pick it up! Move it on! Grab it, lift it! Tote
it down the line! Be a good boy, make it quick, make it clean. We have to be
there on time, ‘cause the train is coming down the line! Get it there, don’t be
late! On top of it all, don’t forget, to smile and make sure you tip that hat!”
    Teddy
and Cori were going to be left behind. No one knew where they were or what
happened to them. As they were looking, what they did find were teeth, fingernails,
hair and blood, but no bodies. They would have to worry about them later. They
had a bus to catch.
    On the
way to the bus terminal, everyone was pretty quiet. Arriving at the terminal,
they could see that the bus was scheduled to be there in a little less than
eight minutes, if it was running on time. They walked into the waiting area
with their luggage.
    The
waiting room at the bus terminal was small. Tourists and locals alike were
waiting for the same bus. They walked around the terminal looking for a place
to sit. Finding none, they went back outside to sit on the steps. None of them
had spoken much since leaving Teddy’s house. Mary was sitting next to Jerry
with her arms around him. After they sat for a few minutes, Mary was the first
one to speak.
    “What
we just saw at Teddy’s house was kind of weird… scary, don’t you think, Jerry? And
Raymond told me last night he stopped at Kathy’s house on his way over to my
party. He said that Kathy’s house had been busted up, too. Everything was on
the floor, broken. It kind of sounds like Ted’s house.”
    “It
sure does, but right now I don’t really want to talk about it. All I want to do
is get out of town. We need to leave all of this behind for a bit. We can’t let
it ruin our trip. We planned this vacation to have fun. This isn’t the way I
wanted to start it.”
    “Do
you know what worst thing was at Teddy’s house?” said Mary. “The scratches. They were all over the walls, the floors… the doors, too. They were so deep it
looked like something with big, strong claws made them.”
    “I
know,” said Jerry. “But I don’t want to think about it anymore.”
    Jennifer
was listening to them talking about Teddy’s house. She asked Mary, “What are we
going to do about them? We can’t just do nothing. We should do something. Maybe
we could call the police. We could tell them what we saw?”
    Mike jumped
in to the conversation. “Jennifer, if we call the cops, they’ll want us to come
back to Teddy’s house. They’ll ask us all kinds of questions, and they’ll want
us to write down what we saw. They might make us stay in town for a few days
while they check things out. That will ruin our trip.
    “Yes,
they’re our friends; and yes, we’ll miss them, but as far as I’m concerned,
since we didn’t have anything to do with it, the only thing we could tell the
police is that we were there after it happened. If we don’t want this trip to
be all screwed up sitting in the police station filling out reports, we need to
stay out of it. Maybe someone broke in and trashed the place. Right now all I
want to do is get out of this crap town for a while. There have been too much
hinky shit going on. We can talk to the cops when we get back. We don’t know
anything about what happened. It might not be anything serious.”
    “I
know, Jerry,” said Jen. “But if it was my house and I was missing, I’d want
everyone to do whatever they could to find me. I feel like we ought to do
something. Did you guys see the fingernails and teeth and the hair on the floor
in the blood? That was the scariest part of the whole thing.”
    Stan
had been quiet since they left Teddy’s house. He was sitting holding Rosie’s
hand as she stood next to him. His face was expressionless. He was staring
straight ahead, at nothing. After holding Rosie’s hand for a