{FOUR YEARS AGO}:
Halloween night…
Amy had been whisked back to the eventful night of Halloween, but this time, she didn’t have her own physical body, and attached to Amelia’s movements, could only follow her around like a ghost.
Amelia trudged down the stairs, and moved to the door, exactly the same way she had done when Amy remembered the night through her memories. In horror, she watched her swing open the door, start the conversation with the stranger dressed as the grim reaper, up to the moment things began to go wrong.
Screaming and frantic, Amelia ran deeper into the house, with no specific destination in mind. All she wanted to do was put as much distance between herself and the killer. Running into the kitchen, a thought popped into her head to grab a weapon to defend herself
