The mystery of Harper House

use was dim, with long shadows stretching across the hardwood floors. The air smelled like dus

middle of the room like it was the most magical p

" Danny said, trying not

a faded sheet. "So, your dad just bought this pl

or whatever. Personally, I think he just wanted to get out

rah perked up

d for them to follow her.

-fashioned stove that looked like it belonged in a museum. The dining room had a long, dusty table s

heavy wooden door. It had a rusty padlock hanging

vous. "That's the best part

lit up. "Wh

t I think he's just scared. I mean, what's the worst that co

ed. "I don't

it either, but Tommy was al

ed, yanking harder. "We n

t and pulled out a small key

en-mouthed. "You had th

ng. "I just wanted to see if yo

click, it came loose. Hazel pushed the door open, and a col

utching her bag of Skittles l

disappearing into darkness. Hazel flicked on a

, descending the ste

aming at him to turn around and leave. But Tommy was alread

ed under his breath.

breath and foll

ke a dungeon. Old crates and rusted tools were scattered around, along with a couple of broken chai

y asked, crouching d

ls that Danny didn't recognize. It was partially buried in the dirt

say, but she was cut off by

one f

arah whispered, he

ashlight tightened. "P

said, though he di

e house, louder this time. Dan

pstairs," Sarah suggested,

uld move, the stone

ered. "This is bad.

e blue light across the room. The air seemed to hum with e

" Tommy shouted,

ack, looking just as frea

the basement. Then, with a blinding flash of light, the disc

ent again. The disc was no longer glowing, and t

his voice shaky. "I th

drop. The basement door was gone. I

ered, shining her flashlight

aced as he real

ere tr

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