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Fred had called on his team to diagnose the injury Brian sustained.

Lydia wasn't satisfied. Where the hell was the Mr bogus?

She looked around her. She placed her wet and scattered hair behind her ears in frustration. This can't end like this, it can't end here. Maybe, that foot track still led somewhere. Maybe, if she had looked on, she would have seen another foot track. Maybe that long path way after the lighthouse had a foot track that led to only God knew where. She thought desperately.

The sea was quiet now and the first ray of the break of dawn was coming to full view. There was still a long pathway right at where she looked. The trees were covering it and it looked eerie and secretive. She looked at the pathway decisively.

"Ly--" she was already gone. Red followed behind.

She ran non-stop until she found an old bungalow laying alone. It stated at her and she stared at it. It was so old that it made the daylight go out of her. She couldn't believe her eyes, she kept staring at the old house until the sound of an Indian accent jolted her back into reality.

"Oh my-- how did you find this place?" Red asked right behind her.

"Keep quiet" Lydia quickly said. "I'll go inside, you go back and call for help, in case anything goes wrong---" Lydia had started but Red cut her.

"Are you out of mind?" He said, holding her hand.

"Red, I'll be fine, we've found Brian. I just need to check inside---"

"Inside this haunted creepy looking warehouse? Lydia come on" Red shut at her.

"Red don't you worry about me, worry about yourself and the other lives that will be affected if this Mr bogus isn't found" she said, staring at him.

"Lydia, I understand but--"

"Red, we're running out of time. If I don't go in there now, we won't know for sure what's what" she pointed out correctly.

Red left her hand. "I'm going to stay here and wait for you" he couldn't believe he said that, then hurriedly he added; "I'll hide myself from eyes and if I hear as much as a sound coming out from that house, I'm calling the police" Lydia nodded at him in agreement and embark on her quest to the old bungalow.

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