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throughout the night.
    Stop it , he thought. You’re
just giving yourself nightmares .
    He shut the book and turned off
the light. He hoped Roy was doing the same, but he knew it was more likely the
old man was prowling through the book, looking for answers. He’s a tough guy ,
Steven thought. Tougher than me in many ways .
    Steven’s relationship with his
father had changed dramatically in the past months. When they were young his
overly religious mother kept him busy with church activities, and Roy always
seemed out of the loop. After he grew up, he and Roy always fought, so he
avoided him. It was easy to avoid his parents after he married Sheryl, though
his mother always wanted to visit her grandson after he arrived. Roy had always
been an enigma to him and he assumed it would always be that way.
    That all changed when Steven asked
Roy to help him with the knockings in his house that were keeping him up at
night. He learned that there was much more to Roy than he imagined, and as they
fought to rid Steven’s house of ghosts they formed a new bond. Roy could be cranky
and argumentative but Steven figured out how to deal with it rather than make
it worse. And now he wanted to learn as much as he could from Roy. Roy said
that Steven had the gift too, perhaps even stronger than Roy. It opened a whole
new dimension in his life.
    He slipped into the flow, and let
himself drift up above the manor, looking down on it as he and Roy had done
earlier in the trance. There was Roy, still reading his book at a table. Steven
looked for the ghosts. He couldn’t see them with the clarity that Roy had shown
him in the trance, but he could still detect they were there. The ones
wandering the yards and the adjacent meadow were easier to see. Wow , he
thought. There are so many of them, far more than the ghost book related. He counted at least two dozen outside. Why are they all here?
    The counting was making him
drowsy. He slipped out of the flow, back in his bed. Once the pain subsided, he
fell asleep and dreamed of the ghost next door.
    -
    “How did you sleep?” Pete asked,
filling Roy’s cup of coffee at the same table they had eaten dinner at the
night before.
    “Not bad,” Roy lied.
    From Roy’s tone, Pete knew that
Roy was not being honest. He looked at Steven for clarification.
    “You know,” Steven told him,
“first night in a new bed, it’s always difficult.”
    “Yeah, I know how that goes,” said
Pete.
    Steven didn’t feel the need to
relate the nightmares he had. Pete already seemed aware of the drain the place
had on people. He felt sorry for Pete and didn’t want to rub it in.
    “Actually, it was awful,” Roy
corrected himself. “But part of that is my fault. I was up half the night.
Steven and I did some work.”
    Pete looked up at Roy as though he
wasn’t quite ready for the news. Maybe he only half believed that Roy could
help, and coming to terms with some results from Roy’s work might be more
frightening than what he already knew. Pete glanced into the doorway that led
to the kitchen, checking for Sarah.
    “You don’t want her to hear this?”
Steven asked.
    “No, I’d rather not,” Pete said.
“She’s already skeptical, I’m afraid this would just set her off.”
    “Is she out of earshot now?”
Steven asked.
    “I think so,” Pete replied.
    “I don’t give a shit about that,
Pete,” Roy said. “Sorry, but I don’t. You’ve got one hell of a haunted place
here, but if she wants to kick us out, no problem, we’ll go. I’m not gonna have
my hands tied. You were the one who conveniently forgot to mention the virus to
me before we drove down.”
    “No, no,” Pete protested, “it’s
not like that, Roy, it really isn’t. I’m just trying to keep things smooth, avoid
any unnecessary confrontations. I want to hear what you found out. Go ahead,
please, tell me.”
    “Well,” Roy continued, “like I
said, we did some work last night. We made contact with two of them, learned