The Dead House!

~Ch 2 The Duskwood tour~

Sam and petey was gone.
I was so schoked but I still knew that Sam is a kind of person who is a congenial person means easy to get along with.

I shouted with a little low voice, "Sam, Petey where are you?" as they maybe wandering somewhere near the house and I didn't wanted to disturb my parents. I glanced at the backyard it was really big with dried out grass laid all over but Sam and Petey weren't there too!! 
I began to get worried, then I went to the front gate of house again and shouted, "Sam, Petey!!!!" Mom and Dad heard my shouts and came out panicking, "What happened?"
I told them that Sam and Petey were gone. Dad began searching across the street and I began to look near the driveway. Dad came gasping his breath, "They are no where to be found." "Maybe he just got some new friends to hang out with and wandered off?" Dad told to calm everyone down. But I could tell that he was starting to get worried too. "We've got to find him." Mom said, gazing down at the street. "He doesn't know the neighbourhood well. He probably wandered and got lost."
"Let's look around the neighbourhood for Sam." insisted Mr. Willingston 
Mom and dad immediately agreed to Mr. Willingston's idea. We all seated in the car quickly and began looking both sides of the street. The street was the only sunny place, a narrow gold ribbon that ran through the shadows on both sides. I didn't see any people in the houses or yards, and there was no one on the street. It certainly was a quiet neighbourhood, I thought. And shady. The houses seemed to be surrounded by tall, leafy trees.
Maybe that's why it is called Duskwood town, I thought.
"There it is, the school." Mr. Willingston said excitedly. It was a big maroon coloured building. I glance over the playground but still no sign of Sam. "You think he might have walked this far?" asked Mom suprisingly. "He doesn't walk he runs." added Dad to Mom's question.
We checked the neighbourhood twice but still no sign of anything.
"Let's go and check other blocks too." insisted Mr. Willingston. Dad agreed and drove the car across the other block and then came a board named "Duskwood Semetry".

Dad drove the car across the semetry slowly in search of Sam. As we drove slowly past, the gravestones passing by in a blur on the left, I realized that this was the sunniest spot I had seen in the whole town. "There's your son." Mr. Willingston pointing out the window, Dad stopped the car suddenly.
"Oh, thank goodness!" Mom exclaimed, leaning down to see out the window on my side of the car.
Sure enough there was Sam, running wildly along a crooked row of low, white gravestones. "What's he doing here?" I asked, pushing open my car door.
I stepped down from the car, took a few steps onto the grass, and called to him.
At first, he didn't react to my shouts. He seemed to be ducking and dodging through the tombstones. He would run in one direction, then cut to the side, then head in another direction.
Why was he doing that?
I took another few steps and then stopped, gripped with fear.
I suddenly realized why Sam was darting and ducking like that, running so wildly through the tombstones. He was being chased.
Someone-or something-was after him.
 
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