Isaac caught his breath as he waited for a cue from Alessa. She nervously fingered the knife concealed at her waist, an anxious tension radiating off her as she eyed the room. Isaac didn't know what to expect next, but he was ready to follow her lead.
When the lights flicked off once again, she wasted no time. She grabbed Isaac's hand and sprinted from the room, leading him out of the kitchen and down the hallway in the direction of the parlor.
Thousands of questions tumbled in Isaac's mind, but his thoughts were interrupted by Alessa yanking him violently into the foyer closet. She slammed the door shut behind him and pulled the string overhead to turn on the dim closet light.
"Isaac, quickly, we only have a few minutes before they get here. Help me barricade the door." An expression bordering on panic lined her face as she began frantically searching through the contents of the closet.
"Who's coming?"