Lotsa Burgers
The girl working the counter has called for a manager, though she is on the verge of angry tears. The belligerent fellow screams at Simon, Mark, and the guy who spoke up first, "Back off! Mind your own *&^%ing business! I'm calling the *&^^int police on you! SHUT UP!" He starts fumbling with his phone and drops it, cracking the screen. He screams in inarticulate rage and swings wildly at the man who put his hand his shoulder.
Mark and Simon see the belligerent man's face distort, like he was a reflection in a funhouse mirror. Suddenly his eyes are a dull red, and he has yellow tusks jutting from his lower jaw. His nose is flatter and the nostrils flare wide.
His fist connects with the first man, sending him sprawling to the floor. No one else seems to see the change the belligerent fellow has undergone.
The Carroll Family Home
Olivia nods in reply to Miriam, "Ok, hun. If you need anything, you let me know." She heads out to her car and is soon driving away.
As Miriam checks all the lights and taps and such, she notices that the closet light in the "Harry Potter closet" (as Olivia jokingly called it) wasn't working. A peek inside reveals that the light bulb appears to be simply burned out. Miriam notices something, however. A notebook, a cheap little diary type notebook that you could find in the school supply section of a grocery store, wedged into the boards under one of the stairs.
The room with big round window seat still had faint outlines of cats on the walls from the previous owners. The walls had been painted over, of course, but the cats were persistent. Olivia had mentioned that this was the little girl's room...the one the neighbors had said disappeared. When Bella opens the closet, a box falls out from an upper shelf, leaving a cloud of dust in the air. Spilling out of the box are toys - Barbies, My Little Ponies, and other girls' toys, all covered in about 15 years worth of dust. Underneath them all is a birthday card, lying open, with the following written inside.
My wonderful Miriam, have a wonderful 10th birthday, love always, Grammy & Grampy Wallace
Brad notices a pair of neighbor kids watching him unpack the car, about 12 years old or so. One of them, holding a basketball, says, "Hey, you know that place is haunted right?"
Terry's room smells faintly of some sort of ointment. Olivia had noted that the previous owner's elderly grandmother lived in this room. The room has its own separate, full bathroom, with metal bars on the walls near the toilet and in the shower, obviously designed to help a disabled person move themselves around. As Terry is looking around, he hears a voice, a whisper, seemingly coming from the bathroom, "Miri! Miri, dear, help nana out of the tub."