5:30pm
CENTER CITY, PA
MALCOLM'S HOUSE
Malcolm Crowe opened his eyes and found himself in the basement of
his house. Nothing much had changed. Most of his belongings--patient
records, tapes, books, etc.--were in boxes, but a few books had been neatly piled on the small table. He sat in the chair and looked through the books, flipping through the pages. Mostly research material..child psychology, how-to parenting manual, therapy topics, and a Latin-English dictionary. He got up and went over to the window, looking outside. "Damn..it's late." It was getting dark now. He decided to go see Cole tomorrow, before school. He had a lot of stuff to go over with him, especially after what Simon had told him in Purgatory. "Oh well. I guess I could just go for a walk. It'll help claear my head." He walked up to the door, putting his hand on the red doorknob. Locked. Suddenly, Malcolm laughed. "What am I doing? Ha, ha..I'm a ghost now, I can float through it..float through, I can." He chuckled at the private joke. Instead of looking for his keys again, he went
up to the wood...
..He was now on the other side of the door. He saw Anna on the couch, reading a romance novel. He walked up to her. He whispered into her ear, "Honey..I love you." Then he quickly strode over to the front door and passed through it.
Anna looked up from her book."Huh? What was that?" Then she shook
her head, dismissing it. "I must be hearing things..maybe it was the wind." For a second, she thought she heard a familiar voice nearby.
