The ambulances and paramedics were surrounding the boathouse. A body bag was seen being carried into one of the ambulances. Most likely, the rest of Harold’s body. His mother was seen crying as his father held onto her, crying as well as they couldn’t even stand to watch the ambulance as it drove off. Gwen and Duncan sat on a log as Gwen held her face in her hands, she was getting deathly afraid of the events happening to her, 3 deaths, weird premonitions, this dark, eerie feeling that seemed to follow her no matter where she went…strange.
“You want to go home?” Duncan asks her as...
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