There (Haunted)

Chapter forty-one

Where are they? They should be here.

But what happens if I dreamt the wrong thing, what happens if they're somewhere else and I saw the basement for another reason. But no, I saw them both asleep, or what looked like asleep. They were on the grey basement floor. They have to be down here.

"It's a big basement, maybe they're hiding." William takes on a deep breath and moves to the middle of the room.

He swirls round and looks in every direction. Theo walks around each side and I stand frozen in the doorway.

"You know for sure they're here, don't you Becs?" William questions.

"I think so." I reply.

"How sure?" Theo asks, making me feel a little guilty and worried.

"Around 95% maybe." I shrug, my voice extremely unsure.

"We'll look around, okay." William walks towards me and places his hands on my shoulders and looks down. "It will be okay in the end."

"But it's not the end." I say.

"Then it isn't okay." William gives a half smile then walks away.

He's right. It will all be okay in the end, if it's not okay, it's not the end. Simple, but quite effective.

"Harry! Jenna!" I shout and move into the room more.

No reply.

We each take turns to shout there names but the only noise is us and a metal door in the wall shaking. It's on the wall opposite me, near to where Theo is crouching down checking each draw and cabinet in case there is any sign that they are here.

"Jenna! Harry!" I shout.

Just then the metal door in the wall rattles again. I walk closer and towards the large door. It's about the size of one of the cabinets, about the size of me. It's like a mini lift.

I see my blurry reflection and the long mental handle.

I reach for it and pull open the door revelling Harry rolled up into a ball, his head down and he hugs his knees really tight.

I was right, it is a mini lift it's just it's been blocked off and obviously not been used for several years.

"Harry!" I screech with excitement and happiness.

He looks up. His eyes glowing, shining and his face lights up. William and Theo rush behind me and help him get out.

He struggles but manages to jump down.

Although he does look really ill, his face is pale and he's shaking a little bit.

I run up to him and hug him tight. I don't ever want to let go.

But I do, I release him and William pulls him into a man hug, patting him on the back. After that William let's go and Theo and his older brother stand facing each other for a little while until Harry pulls Theo onto him.

"Where's Jenna?" Theo mumbles.

"Jenna, it's okay! It's safe." Harry calls out.

Just then a floor boards pushes up from the floor. That's when I realise there's a bunch of floorboards in the middle of the floor and Jenna was under them!

She pops out, her hair in a scruffy pony tail. William runs up to her and pulls her into a hug but she kisses him.

I stand next to Harry whom I see tense up a little.

"It's okay, they're going out." I whisper.

"Oh oka- what?" Harry's eyes wide as he stares, shocked at me.

"Oh yeah, your sister and you best friend are an item." I laugh.

Theo stands next to Harry and puts his hand on his older brothers shoulder and says, "it's actually quite sweet, to think, when you were younger you said you were brothers, now you are!"

Harry just rolls his eyes but after that he groans really loudly, he steps back and grips his stomach.

"Harry, are you okay?" I ask.

"No." He says weakly. "I haven't eaten or drank anything in like two days!"

Suddenly Harry falls back, his head banging the ground, he almost bounces a little.

"William! We need to get Harry to the hospital" I shout.

That got their attention. Both Jenna and William run towards me, a fainted Harry and Theo.

William and Theo knee beside Harry, their hands on Harry's shoulders, ready to pull him up.

"Ready, 1..2..3!" William says as he lifts Harry up, William puts him into his arms.

Supporting his back and legs. Surprisingly he's really strong!

"We need to get him and Jenna to a hospital." I say.

They all nod and they start to head towards the doors.

I dash towards the door, the others are already by the stairs now. But I turn round, I see something, a book. I sprint towards it and pick it up.

It's old and worn out. There in the once brown leather front reads:

Ben Thomas' journal.

My life in the basement hiding from my mad brother.

I hold it tight and run towards the door. I'll read it later I have more important things to be done.

I'm about to exit.

And that's when I hear a scream.

William.