After breakfast, Lizzie’s mother told her to take a shower and change. Then, after her mother had taken her shower, they’d head out to meet the neighbors and ask about the strange scent from the night before.
While waiting for her mother to finish getting ready, Lizzie sat in the living room, reading one of the books she’d found around the cabin.
Her father came and sat down next to her, holding another cup of coffee.
“How do you feel about last night, honey?” he asked her.
Marking her place in the book, she looked at him and said, “It was… an experience, to say the least. I didn’t think I would ever experience anything like it in my life.”
“Did you see any others out there?”
She shook her head and said, “I could feel they were out there, but I never saw them.”
He took a sip
