We had hoped to find Ethan and Petey before sunset. It had been almost an hour, and, we couldn't find them. I missed them a lot.

We had come back to the house, hoping that they would come back to the house. Even though Ethan didn't like the house, it was wrong of him to run away. Or whatever happened.

I wanted to scream at him, for making us search. My eyes started to water. I missed him. He was my brother. Even though adament, very soft.

I had gone to my room. I lay on my bed, sobbing. Again, I heard a creak. I left the thought of it, as, I thought it would turn out like last time. But then, the sounds kept coming. I could hear my parents arguing, downstairs, about where Ethan and Petey could have gone.

The sounds kept coming. I was really annoyed. Where were those sounds coming from? If Ethan would pick a room in this house, it would be the room opposite to mine. So the sounds were coming from Ethan's bedroom, as I labelled it.

I was super annoyed. The screaming sounds coming from downstairs, the stupid noises, and finally, Ethan and Petey missing. This was all running in my head. I had to check what the sounds were.

So I went in. The doors were rusty. They made up a much more larger noise. The dust fell down, as I opened the door. There was a hidden cabinet in the room.

There was pictures of famous people hanging on the wall. Like Van Gogh. Then I saw a human shadow. Someone was in there..? I went to take closer look. The shadow kept moving. There was tiny shadow next to it.

Who were they?


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