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head,” Corky told Kimmy. “When your brakes gave out and we crashed. Was it just an accident? Or was the evil back, looking for revenge?”
    Corky sighed. “I’ve been obsessing about it ever since. I even dream about it.”
    â€œThe evil can come back only if it inhabits someone living,” Debra said softly. “And there were only the three of you in the car.”
    Corky shuddered. “It’s not in me,” she reported. “I—I feel pretty normal.”
    â€œMe too,” Kimmy replied quickly.
    A loud sound made all three of them jump. It took Corky a few seconds to realize it was just the crash of a metal garbage can, toppled by the wind.
    â€œLet’s summon a spirit,” Debra urged, picking up a long red candle from beside her on the floor, holding it over a flame to light it. “If the evil is back, we will need a spirit on our side to fight it.”
    â€œHow do you know this will work?” Corky demanded.
    â€œIt’s a very old book,” Debra replied. “The store owner didn’t want to sell it to me. He said it might be dangerous.”
    â€œProbably just trying to raise the price of the book,” Corky suggested.
    â€œMaybe he was telling the truth,” Debra replied solemnly. She motioned impatiently to Corky to move closer to the candles.
    I really hate this, Corky thought. It frightens me too much.
    But, following Kimmy’s lead, she knelt and leaned over the ring of candles, so close she could feel the warmth. She listened to Debra’s soft chant.
    â€œCome forward, spirit,” Debra murmured, moving her candle in a slow, steady circle. “Come forward, spirit, to do our bidding.”
    Corky leaned closer. The candlelight danced as Debra began to chant, in a low singsong, strange words in a language Corky had never heard. Reading from the book, Debra chanted the words over and over.
    As she chanted, Debra raised her eyes to Corky and Kimmy. “Join in,” she instructed.
    Leaning over the candle flames, the three girls chanted in unison.
    Corky stopped chanting when she heard the creaking footsteps. Soft but steady from the living room. She and Kimmy exchanged glances.
    Debra motioned impatiently for them to keep chanting.
    Their voices grew softer as the creaking footsteps approached.
    Glancing up, Corky saw the pictures on the den wall begin to shake. A low rumble competed with the creaking footsteps. The walls appeared to tremble. China figures on a shelf shook and nearly toppled to the floor.
    â€œIt’s working!” Debra whispered excitedly, her eyes flashing in the dancing firelight.
    Corky felt her throat tighten, but pushed herself to keep chanting. Their voices suddenly sounded tiny over the roaring sound that swirled around them.
    The walls shook. The floor began to vibrate.
    The whole room is shaking! Corky realized, forcing herself to repeat the strange words.
    The footsteps drew closer.
    Corky raised her eyes to the doorway. She could hear someone approaching.
    But there was no one there.
    No one.
    The walls trembled. The floor shook. A picture dropped off the wall and fell with a clatter.
    â€œWho—who’s there?” Corky cried out.
    She felt a rush of cold air. A musty odor swept through the room.
    And all the candles went out at once.

Chapter 7

ACCIDENT IN THE GYM
    C orky struggled to breathe, the musty odor choking her. A heavy chill settled over the darkness.
    Kimmy let out a gasp.
    Corky blinked as a light flashed on. Debra had climbed to her feet and clicked on a table lamp. “Spirit—come forward!” Debra cried, her eyes searching the room.
    Corky turned toward the doorway. No one there.
    â€œStop! Stop it!” Kimmy screamed, jumping to her feet. Her face was bright red. Her hair wild about her head. “Please stop it, Debra! I’m too scared!”
    â€œThe spirit has left,” Debra replied calmly. “I could feel its presence. It was