Jessie stood frozen in the hallway. The house felt too quiet, and it made her stomach twist. She called out for her mom again, but there was no answer. The only thing she could hear was the ticking of the clock downstairs. She slowly walked through each room, hoping someone would suddenly appear. Her little sister was gone too. Jessie didn't know how that was possible. Just a few minutes ago everything had been normal. As she reached her parents room, she noticed something on the floor. It was a piece of paper. Her hands shook as she picked it up. "Don't look for us." That was all it said. Jessie's heart started pounding. Who wrote this? Where was her family? She looked around the room, searching for another clue, but there was nothing. Then she heard a noise downstairs. A loud thump. Jessie jumped and nearly dropped the note. For a moment she thought maybe her family had come back. She rushed toward the stairs, trying not to trip over her own feet. "Mom?" she called. No answer. The front door was slightly open now. She was sure it had been closed before. A cold breeze drifted into the house. Jessie stared at the doorway. Part of her wanted to run outside, but another part of her wanted to lock every door and hide. Then she saw it. Parked across the street was the same black car. The man was still inside. He wasn't moving. He was just sitting there watching the house. Jessie quickly stepped back from the window. Her chest felt tight and it was hard to breathe. She didn't know what was happening, but she knew one thing. Something was very wrong. And for the first time, Jessie felt truly alone.
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