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"I'm going to check," Devin whispered, against whose back I was still shaking uncontrollably. There was a silence in the house that was just frightening.

"No," I pleaded, clinging to him even tighter.

The hallway was pitch black, only the small stars of my bedside lamp twinkled above us on the ceiling and at least gave us a view of my small room.

"Jady," my brother said, still softly