to be sure.
Shadows. The rush of the wind.
âShe was there. Behind you.â June trembled.
âI saw her too,â Paige said. âFor a second, she appeared on your screen. Then she was gone.â
âThat was so weird,â Spencer murmured.
âWho? What did she look like?â Kelly wavered. Wereher friends tricking her? She wanted to believe so, but their faces told her otherwise. They had seen something.
âMore of a shadow than an actual person,â Paige murmured.
âBut it was definitely a woman,â June added. âI could see her silhouette. Hovering there. Just for a second. Oh, wow, Kel, she was totally in your room.â
A chill ran down Kellyâs spine. She hugged her arms around her chest, trying to make sense of it all. âDo you think it worked? Do you think we really brought her back?â
No one wanted to speak first. To say the thing they all felt, yet couldnât explain.
âI saw it . . . her . . . too.â Gavin broke the silence. âThe last time we said Maryâs name. She was there. She was real.â
âAwesome!â Spencerâs spark returned. âWe did it. We brought back the dead.â
âI think itâs creepy,â Paige said. âDonât you, Kelly? I mean, she was in your room.â
Kelly reached over and ran her fingers along the tiny black plastic box on her desk. Sheâd never pressed the button and sounded the scream. Sheâd never had the chance to pretend the supernatural could be contacted, because . . . itmight have really happened. She shifted her weight in her chair. She was unsure of what she felt. She wished she had seen what theyâd seen. âLetâs do it again.â
âWhat?â June sat straighter.
She shrugged. âTo be sure. Letâs see if itâs really her. Do it all again. The chanting. All of it.â She tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, suddenly excited by the idea.
âSure.â Spencer was up for anything.
âIt was freaky, but okay.â Paige was in.
âNo way.â Gavin nudged Spencer into the shadows, making sure Kelly could see him on her monitor. His beady eyes bored into the screen. His face remained grim. âYou donât mess with the dead.â
âOh, please!â Paige snorted, no longer scared. âLetâs do it.â
âIâm serious. Once was enough.â Gavin blinked quickly many times. âTrust me.â
âWhy? What makes you an expert?â Kelly wanted to know.
He cast his eyes downward for a moment, still blinking nervously. âNothing.â He paused, cracking one knuckle, then another. âYou made contact. Youâve started things in motionââ
âWhat things?â she demanded.
Gavin shrugged. âThings we donât understand. Things from beyond. Things that should be left alone.â
Heâs so weird, Kelly decided. She thought of texting Paige and seeing if she thought so too. It didnât feel natural to have him here with them. What right did he have to dictate what they could do?
âWell, Iââ She stopped, suddenly hearing a faint melody. The notes repeated. An unsettling tune.
âYou know,â June began hesitantly, âI sort of agree with Gavin. I donât think we should do it again.â
âReally?â Kelly asked. She was surprised. June usually liked adventure.
âI felt something,â June whispered. She looked embarrassed.
âWhat?â Kelly and Paige asked in unison.
June gnawed a hangnail on her thumb. âDidnât you? A tingling kind of thing? Right before she appeared?â She gazed at them hopefully.
Kelly hesitated. Had she felt something? She wasnât sure. Maybe . . . maybe some static electricity. But did ghosts give off that kind of energy? And sure, she was dizzy, but that couldâve just been from the