The next day Dean woke from a knock on the door. Troubled from the night before, he hesitated, but opened the door. A young man and woman stood on the front porch. The woman looked worried, and the man looked as if he'd rather be watching Honey boo boo than be at Dean's house. "Morning," the woman said looking past Dean's shoulder as if searching for something. Dean looked back to see what the woman was looking at. All that was there in the boring entryway was the floral walls and a pair of old magenta high heels he'd forgot about. Dean back quickly, "those aren't mine," he said defending himself of what he thought the woman was implying. "Um, what are you doing here?" Dean tried not to sound rude but he had a lot of work to do and was a bit uneasy of their visit. "Just greeting our new neighbor," the man rolled his eyes. "I'm George Collane, this is my wife Janis," he pointed lazily towards the woman. Dean cringed his eyebrows, "No one lives here for miles," he looked down the end of the driveway and along the long road to the main highways to make a point. "Let's not get involved," Janis whispered pulling Georges sleeve to pull him to the car. Dean's expression faded as he got anxious for them to leave. George rolled his eyes and walked to the car, not saying a word. Janis stood at the foot of the porch on edge. She quickly stepped up, "LEAVE!!" Dean stepped back, "Leave now! Before its too late! This house is not safe! You don't understand Dean!! Go! Now!" And with that she ran to the car. Dean stood motionless watching the car pull out of the driveway and speed along the path.
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Molly
De TodoDean McCloud was more than ready to pack his bags and leave the city for the country side. His new house had its problems, but were not nearly as bad as he thought. After learning about the houses past, who knows how long he'll stay in his new pride...
