Together

10

"But how is that possible..?" Robin asks. "I mean, they're dead, they shouldn't be able to communicate with the living,"

I sigh and look around. "It's a family thing," I explain. "Gwen has these dreams that can see into the future and past, and I guess I can talk to the dead through the phone,"

He stares at me, and unreadable expression on his face. "If Gwen can see into the past, then maybe she's been having dreams, showing where we are," Robin reasons. "That's a good point," I smile at him.
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Loud footsteps creep downstairs. I crawl closer to Robin, huddling into his side. He wraps his arm around me, slightly caressing my arm.

The Grabber appears from the stairs. "Hello, Finney," he smiles, "Robin,"

"What do you want?!" Robin protectively asks, holding me tighter. "I want to talk to Finney," he says, a gross smirk spreading on his face. "In private,"

"That's not going to happen," Robin shrugs. "See, I wasn't asking, I was saying," his smirk grows as he approaches us.

Robin lets me go and stands in a fighting stance. The grabber swings at him, but kisses. Robin attacks and pins him to the ground. "Run!" He shouts at me. "I'll be right behind you,"

I run upstairs, walking to the door. A small bike lock lays there. I hear Robin running up the stairs. I grab his hand in run into a random room. "The door, it's locked," I explain in a hushed town.