chapter 5(edited)

"There you are! "

Gleefully I advance Ethan to a secret compartment under the bed.

It was a small piece of wood, sticking out of the floor, under the bed.

He would not have been able to see it, had it not been for, the small piece of cloth, which he mistook for something important, which he was missing, as a clue.

The piece of wood had a small hole in the middle.

It could not be opened with anything, apparently, it had a unique method, to be able to open it.

Ethan "Sara's father, he sure was smart."

Ethan still didn't know how to open the small compartment and every minute, the time he had was running out.

*sound**sound

The door to the main hall, it was ringing.

Sara had locked the door, that much she knew very well.

Sara's nanny had finally come.

Ethan, he had to leave everything as it was, there was something he had not taken into account.

The dust she left on the floor to hide her footprint did not look natural, so her last resort was to make Sara's father think that it was Sara who entered as usual.

Racing against the clock, he went to the shoe closet, there were Sara's shoes.

Ethan didn't have very small feet, they were almost Sara's size, so it was no problem for him to put on Sara's shoes.

Running, he had finally reached the room where he was before, he tried to step on the footprints he had left and also tried to leave several footprints, to simulate that he was looking, but all far away, from where the piece of wood was sticking out.

Sara, it's time for your friends to leave, it's time to study!

Time was up and it was time to leave, Sara and Richard's little heads peeked through the doors next to Ethan's as they looked around before leaving their respective rooms.

The three of them, they had met once they left.

You could see it on Sara and Richard's face that they hadn't found anything and Ethan didn't want to tell them anything there, so he kept it to himself.

"Why are you wearing my shoes? "Sara was, looking confused at the pair of shoes, which she was wearing at that moment.

Richard soon joined him, when he lowered his eyes to Ethan's feet and saw the women's shoes, embroidered in pink on the sides.

"Never mind, I'll tell you later" Ethan wasn't one to talk and left quickly, once he changed into his previous shoes.

It was red now Sara and Richard had material for mockery.

The minutes he had, seemed like hours, when he left Sara's house, being greeted by the cold mountain air.

Sara's babysitter, lucky for her she hadn't seen Ethan leave the house, Ethan knew that the babysitter knew Sara was playing with her friends.

But I thought they were playing in Sara's room, that won't cause them much trouble, so none of the three of them took it as a problem but as a benefit.

"Something very serious is going on here" Ethan was anxious, he really got bored of being on the mountain, really if it wasn't for his friends, he would become someone boring.

He was a child and really, he was mischievous and playful, like any child and the mystery he was now involved in was something, which was giving him some more fun.

The stories he read about mysteries and detectives were coming true and he liked that a lot, Ethan already imagined himself as Sherlock Holmes investigating a case.

*laughs*

Luckily for Ethan, no one was paying attention to him on the street or they would look at him strangely as he laughed in the middle of the crowd.

Back at the house, Ethan had started reading his old book, entitled The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.

It was full of, all the mystery cases that Sherlock Holmes had, it was really his favorite book.

Grabbing the book and cleaning it up a bit, Ethan went to his room, as he waded into his sheets.

It really was still early, but the tension he had at Sara's house still had an effect on his body, the adrenaline that was still running in his brain had not yet dissipated.

He felt like a spy when he felt Sara's nanny coming and caused his body to produce adrenaline, his mind was faster and his thoughts became quicker.

Which helped him come up with a plan, more quickly, when he discovered his failure to spread the powder on the floor to cover his tracks.

He felt like a complete idiot, now once he started thinking about his earlier idea, but the only excuse was.

(Still a child) that secret compartment, still gnawing at Ethan's mind, really could have been opened with a wire or any iron.

But it was not something, which was to be taken lightly, Ethan knew that Angus was hiding something and must have set many traps so that no one would find out about the secret he was hiding.

It was either that or his paranoia of wanting to experience something exciting, he really hoped he was the former, as long as he didn't endanger his loved ones.

*yawn*

His eyelids, growing heavier when Ethan could no longer hold his consciousness, he really shouldn't have gone out, knowing he was a bit under the weather.

"NO....! " Ethan opened his eyes, a small candle was lighting the middle of his room, he had a cloth on his head.

His father, who must have really hated his weak body, always made his father worry.

*sigh*

He couldn't remember, nothing of what he had dreamed, he really felt disgusted and wanted to vomit, he didn't know why.

He did not imagine that his dream, was so strong or maybe it was his illness, he wanted to believe it at all costs.

He really wanted to believe it

His body was shaking, his spine was full of shivers, and beads of sweat were running down his forehead.

The calm face of his father was able to calm Ethan, who was beginning to shed several tears, he really didn't know why he was doing this.

"Are you all right son?"

Alan was worried about his son, once he got home he had found him sweating, while he could tell he was having a nightmare.

She stayed by her son's side, to calm him down, which worked, and once he calmed down, she went downstairs to prepare something for her son to eat.

Once she came downstairs, she set about making egg soup, one of the only meals she knew how to cook.

When his wife Maria was around, she always cooked, she was so perfect, he loved her with all his heart.

But now she had a loving son, who reminded her of her, loves to read and cook like her, really the opposite of him a muscle brain, only good for work.

Not like Mary, who always made one feel warm, a mother that every child would want as a mother and every father as a wife.

If she were alive instead of him, she could have given Ethan the warmth of a mother's love.

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Alan "I really am a lousy father".

"Ethan!" His son's voice, alarmed him, when he heard him scream in his room, Alan was so startled, he ran out.

She wiped away her tears and rushed to Ethan's room.

There he saw him, he had tears in his eyes, he looked like a scared little rabbit, for brief moments, he saw the silhouette of his maria next to his son, with tears like the first moment he met her.

It really hurt him to see such a scene, it was breaking his heart, so without thinking he went and hugged his son with his big arms.

Alan "Relax, your dad is here."