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everything in order to absorb the pools of energy that still remained in the cooling bodies. When the spider had finished and leapt out of sight all that was left of Nora and Bill was their jewelry, clothes, and a few scattered bones. In time, these items would be lifted up by the wind and blown in all directions.
    When the four had gotten as far away as their breath would take them they stopped and looked back. They no longer had the feeling that they were in danger though they kept walking. Harold knew by the way he was slowly surrounded by the three men that he wouldn’t be going back to his Piedmont address. Jacob explained that he couldn’t trust him not to snitch and he wasn’t about to try anything with them armed.
    “I know you don’t like me but I like you. You’re a good kid. Just a little screwed up is all. I like to believe in happy endings but eventually you have to face the facts. You have to take charge.”
    Harold was brought to Amanda’s house on Colder Avenue where he was escorted to an upstairs room. The room smelled stale but not offensive and had a laminated wooden floor, plain blue wallpaper, and was bare. As clean of dust as the rest of the house.
    Amanda asked him if he wanted his shirt cleaned making him aware that he still had Nora and Bill’s blood on him. With a frenzy of nervousness he took off his shirt and gave it to her.
    A wet washcloth was provided for his face and neck. His pants and shoes had tiny pinpoints of blood and he ended up removing them as well leaving him in his underwear. His face flushed as he handed over the items but Amanda took no notice of his embarrassment.
    He wiped the blood off his face and neck with extreme care. The cold water was refreshing, stimulating, but he was happy to hand the soaked red cloth back to Amanda. Ross went and got him a towel to dry his face. When he was finished he handed the towel back to Ross and the door to the room was closed and locked. They wouldn’t answer his questions.
    When he thought they were well away from the door he tried to jimmy the lock with his fingers before backing against the door to think. He listened to the conversation milling up to his ears from the ground floor but understood little of it. Jacob was doing most of the talking. And as the conversation ceased and he heard a door closing he suddenly felt alone. What was he going to do? The windows were blocked and there was no other way out. They left him with an illuminating glow stick that gave off a subtle blue light and not much else.
    Out of sheer frustration and exhaustion he slid to the floor, sitting and waiting for what he did not know.
    How long were they going to keep him there? Someone at Piedmont was bound to notice him missing. Seth, Adam, John, Rosa, even Sara would wonder where he was, or maybe they have been made prisoners too. Was this Jacob’s plan all along? Adam had his suspicions but Seth closed his ears to them. It was known that Adam didn’t trust Jacob, and why did any of that matter now. The fact is he was a prisoner and he had no idea of what was going to happen to him. He should have told Jacob that he wouldn’t say anything, but even he believed that was a lie. Jacob was no fool.
    It was dark, even with his eyes adjusting to it, the room was much too dark. He thought by now he would have gotten used to darkness. It was expected given the situation they all were put in but it’s never an easy thing to overcome.
    The whole house was quiet and the silence had a presence all its own. He could hear every creak, every groan the house was making as if shifted in its frame. Eventually all those groans and creaks became a type of lullaby soothing him into sleep and even as his eyelids began to droop he thought he might as well rest, what else could he do? He was their prisoner for now and he might as well make the best of it.

 
     
     
    CHAPTER 5

    He felt the glare. There was light burning against his eyelids. That was impossible. He was in