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It was 6.30 p.m. when Scarlett pulled over in front of the garage. She grabbed the two bags of groceries she bought on the way before heading towards the door. She rang the doorbell, pushed the door open and walked in, announcing herself, “Mom! I’m home. Cal? Trice?”
Her eyes travelled around the living room and she wondered where they were. Barely did she take another step that the lights started flickering before plunging her in complete darkness. Not again. She sighed, rolling her eyes, “Caleb. Don’t be stupid! I know it’s you!”
She groaned when only the sounds of garden crickets answered back. She stretched her arm, feeling the wall with her hand to turn the light back on when her fingers dug into something gooey instead. She shrieked in disgust, stepping back, bumping i
