There (Haunted)

Chapter eighteen

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I step over a few twigs and branches laying on the floor fallen from the trees. I'm in the front ahead of Harry and William, who is still struggling to not wobble and fall over. They both smile at me. But I look past them and look at the wooden hut. Its a tomb. A death place for Mary-Alice. The wooden door is completely off its hinges and around 2 metre away from where it was originally where Harry had kicked it off. I didn't realise he was that strong!

I continue walking until I see a large tree with a elderly man in a wheelchair by it. I pick up my pace as I hear Julie and George talking. There I still all 4 of them tied to the massive oak tree laughing.

"What the heck is going on?" I yell and begin to run holding my stomach as it still hurts a little.

"Hey! There you are Becs!" George yells back.

"Sup." I say and walk forward so i'm standing next to the tree.

"Oh right, this is um..." George begins realising he's being rude not introducing his kidnapper, well thats what he is, a very old kidnapper.

"I'm Ben, Benjamin Thomas." The old man interupts.

I straight away look at William who has his arm around Harry's shoulder and is struggling to walk. They look like drunk men. But who is that man to William. His dad maybe? No, he's to old.

"He's my grandfather!" William yells from several metres away.

He lets go of Harry and slowly walks over to his granddad.

"Christ, what happened to you?" Ben brings up his shaky hand and touches Williams face while he squats down.

"I got hit in the head with a torch and then fainted when I saw your mum." William tells him.

Wait, that Ben! He's the boy who went missing after Abigail died. But they found him and his brothers body. They're buried in the graves that we saw! This makes no sense what so ever! He's meant to be dead, but no he's very much alive. But he's got to be at least 114 or something? That means if Abigail was alive she would be the same age, they were triplets.

"No wonder my family hates you so much." Ben says to Harry.

"Hey, hey! Its not his fault!" William defends Harry.

Part of me thinks thats to do with the head injures but the other half doesn't. I zone out after that. I hear Ben and Harry half teasing half arguing. But I go and untie the others. They thank me and I tell them to wait there. I walk over to where Harry is and I face William. I smile at him but he doesn't notice. He's trying to stop Harry and Ben from killing each other verbally.

"Guys! Shout up! This really hurts my head!" He shouts and puts one hand on the top of his head.

I step in. "Did you not hear the poor man? Shout up!" I yell. Everyone looks at me and I have a smug proud look on my face. "Now, are we going inside or what?" I ask.

"My head hurts... I- I think I have a concussion..." William moans.

"Harry!" I yell at Harry.

As William falls to the floor once more. But again Harry nor anyone does anything. Harry's head just follows William's body buts stays completely still. Be then sharply looks up at me with wide eyes and guilt crosses his face.

"Oh crap!" Harry says and kneels down to help William up as he awakens. "Come on then. Easy does it!" He says as he lifts William up back onto his feet.

"I'm going to call the ambulance, you've really done his head in Harry!" I roll my eyes.

"Yeah, well done!" Ben sarcastically says and his eyes narrow towards Harry.

I gather the others and we slowly make our way to the back door. Making sure someone supports William incase he falls again. I stand a little behind everyone and I look once more at the tomb. I like double checking things.

I swore I saw someone come up the stairs but as i'm not brave I run and catch up with the others so I don't see anything.