They helped me from the floor and Matt brought me down into our room, Wendy following close behind.

" What happened to you?"

" Something pushed me!" I laid down on the bed." Matt ask your mom about the house, please!" He looked up toward the kitchen, where his mother probably was.

" Well if she asks us why, what do we tell her?"

" I dont care if we have to tell her the truth, I want to know!"

" She is right you know. We need to know what we are dealing, what were up against and wht are chances are." I looked at Wendy, then at Matt.

" Let me put it to you this way. If we want to keep this baby, we need to know everything we can."

" Mom, can you come down here, please?" Light thuds went over to the door and then a creak as she came down the stairs.

" Is everything alright?" She looked at me concerned.

" Mom is there any history to this house?" She steped toward us.

" Why, is something wrong?" I nodded my head.

" Ya this house is whats wrong!" She looked taken aback by my sudden attitude. She finally sighed.

" Alright ill be right back." She disappeared back upstairs. We could hear drawers slamming and then she was back. She handed each of us a handful of pictures. People in coffins, surronded by family memembers.

" What are these?" She took them back quickly.

" This is what happened in the house. It was a funeral home back then." I looked over to the room.

" Then what happened in there?" I gulped, wanting know but really hoping she wouldnt answer.

" That was like a morgue. They prepared the bodies and determined cause of death." I felt a shiver erupt up my spine. " But that was in the 1700`s, so you dont have to worry about anything now." She went back up the stairs, leaving us all staring into the room.

" Nothing to worry about? Theres still tools in there for christ sakes!" Matt and Wendy looked at me.

" You went in there?" I nodded at them.

" Me and Billy went in there too. I spun him on that thing." I looked at him with a disgusted face.

" Poor Billy. Then again, nobody knew until now." Wendy stood from the bed.

" K im getting out of here, your room gives me the freaking creeps." She quickly bolted up the strairs. I stood up to, heading into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and turned the taps on the tub. I stuck my hand under the water, adjusting the temperature. I noticed something on the side of the tub. I slid my finger over them gently, they were like little scratch marks. The memory flashed through my mind of the girl drowning in the tub. Were these hers? I just gazed down at them.

" What are you looking at?"

" She drowned in this very tub." Matt knelt in front of me.

" Who drowned in the tub?" I turned the taps off.

" I think her name was Mackenzie. She was engaged to the boy that died here. She died in this tub."

I felt teary-eyed as I remembered how she struggled against those things." Matt she died in this tub, this exact tub!" I began to cry. Matt pulled me into him and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Peering over his shoulder, I saw Jonah again. He was coming towards us." Matt hes coming, turn around." He went face to face with him.

" Leave her alone, she isnt yours!" Matt walked out into the room, leaving me alone in the bathroom. Jonah seemed angry when he said that, and something flew across the room. His blue eyes looked past Matt, at me. His gaze softened and he came to stand right in front of me. His hand reached out, towards my mid-section. Frightened I backed up a little, but his hand still connected with me. I felt faint and dizzy. I knew I was falling backwards, into the tub full of water. As soon as I made that splash, the door slammed shut and Jonah disappeared. I rubbed my head, gazing around the room. Those things appeared in a circle around me and I started screaming like bloody murder.

Matts P.O.V

I could hear her on the other side of the door, screaming. I went over and started slamming my fists into. I grabbed onto the hadle, it felt like it was on fire, and I pulled my hand back quickly. Wendy and my mom came running down the stairs.

" Whats wrong?"

" The door wont open!" My mom and Wendy tried with the door handle." I tried that already."

" Help me! get away form me!" I could hear splashes of water and violent thuds.

" Wendy, they have her trapped in there!" My mom looked at me.

" Who are they?" She stopped screaming

" I have no time to explain now ." I ran at the door, finally hearing it start to splinter. Wendy used her leg and started to kick at it. I ran at it again, this time getting it somewhat open. I slipped inside and saw that she was under the water. I ran over and forced her to the surface. She gulped in a heap of air and looked at me, throwing her arms around my neck. Wendy came in and we pulled her from the tub.

" What happened?" I looked at my mom.

" We need to get the hell out of this house. The things that died here are targeting her." Wendy took her over to the bed.

" Matt, I think we need to take you back to the doctors." I shook my head.

" Mom these things arent in my head! they are real!" She headed back up the stairs.

" I`ll ask your doctor if its the medication." I looked back to her, noticing him in the corner.

" You son of a bitch, this is all your fault!" I picked up the nearest thing to me and chucked it at him.

" No Matt its not! He would have protected me if he could but seeing as he died by fire, her by water, it was nearly impossible!" He looked at me like I was crazy, so I explained it to him." When he was alive, he had a fiance and surprisingly she looked exactly like me. He did a seance one night but everythig went wrong. She was 7 months pregnant and those things drowned her in the tub. I dont know about him but he was burned alive."

" So your telling me that he thinks your his fiance?" I nodded at him.