“Yeah, sure. I’ve been meaning to check the place out for a while now, anyway,” I told her.

With a relieved grin, Laura scooped up her lunch tray and headed to the front to deposit it for the kitchen staff. I watched her absentmindedly for a minute, considering what my next move would be. I was getting way too wrapped up in this dream of mine. It was obvious Dad had just told me one too many spooky stories about the woods, and my mind was blowing everything out of proportion. Still… My ...