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Evelyn

I turn around and open the door again, slowly watching both sides in the hopes of nothing coming our way. As annoyed as I am at Felix for talking to me like that, I still feel a lot safer knowing he’s coming with me. I took some self-defence lessons when I turned twenty-one, but I don’t think it will do me much good when it's a ghost or a demon we're dealing with.

Felix obviously isn’t happy with my decision, but I don’t care. She’s his sister. How can he be so heartless?

We walk to Britt's room but don’t see anything, and she’s not in my room either. I grab my bag from my room before going back out. My phone and other stuff are in there. It might be useful.

I’m scared to go back downstairs, so I try to yell for her first, but there’s still nothing.

“Love, I truly think we should get back into the room and wait it out. If she’s not here, it means she's either dead or left us.”

I sigh and take a step to go downstairs, but Felix grabs my arm and pulls me back. I almost lose my balance, but his grip on me is so tight that I don’t.

“Don’t be stupid – we just came from there. We would've seen her if she was downstairs.”

I hate to admit it, but he has a point. I go back with him to his room and sit down while he moves his closet in front of the door.

“Will moving it in front of the door really do anything?”

Felix stares up at me and laughs at me angrily.

“Probably not. Do you have a better idea?”

Since I don’t, I stay silent and grab my bag to see if there’s anything that could help us in there.