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Chapter 38: The Cellar

The trip through the woods gave her time to gather her courage. She wasn't scared of the girls anymore, at least, even when they flickered in and out around her. Emily found it comforting to have them with her. But the urgency she felt was theirs and she knew she had to hurry.

Emily stumbled into the clearing, spotted the run-down trailer hunched in one corner of the lot, surveyed the overgrown height of the long grass and a few saplings starting to encroach on the empty space. The Lot. She recognized the trailer. A wooden board hung from one rusting nail from a stake in the ground. Her flashlight lit it up so she could just make out the faded paint.

Moline's Lot. This was it, had to be. Brandsom's dead wife, this was her property and he never changed the title. The perfect place to hide boys. Except now she knew it wasn't him. So who else knew about the property?