... to tell them everything And so she did The people next door, they’re not alive,” she blurted out “They’re ghosts You know Danny, the boy my age? He’s a ghost I know he is! And his mother—” “Hannah, ... Then turn right.” The light went out in the car The man thanked them and drove off The boys watched until the car had disappeared in the darkness Fred and Alan slapped each other high-fives Then ... strange? As she stared through the red glare of the neon cone into the open doorway, a figure burst out Followed by another And another Into the light, they ran, their faces twisted in fear Staring...