As they pulled up to the house, they saw that it was in surprisingly good
condition.
"It's a beautiful house, alright! And definitely built hundreds of years ago. But what good condition for a house that was supposed to be taken care of by Sue since she was fifteen. Someone had to have been here since that letter was sent." Zoe said in awe.
"That's odd..." Dan said, thinking out loud.
"What?" Zoe inquired.
"Well, it looks like there is a light on up there." Dan pointed to the top floor.
"Let's go find out." Zoe took the keys from her pocket. The two of them walked up to the door. Zoe took a deep breath and put the key in the keyhole. She turned it and the door unlocked. Zoe pushed against the door, but it wouldn't budge. She tried again; harder this time, but all that happened was bruising on Zoe's arm.
"Let me try." Dan said. He slammed his body against the door and finally it opened. Neither of them really noticed, though, as Dan fell to the floor in complete pain. His boyish face quenched. Small tears were in his eyes. He was definitely holding it in quite a bit; he didn't want to make Zoe unimpressed with him. "God, Dan! You didn't have to try and kill yourself to open the stupid door!"
"I'm fine. Let's go in and find out who Clifford Johnson is." Dan said to her.
Zoe grabbed his hand and helped him up. They shoved through the door together, with Dan in the lead. He made sure that he went first in case there was a loose board or something dangerous. He felt he absolutely had to protect her. Zoe was more precious than anything he ever would've been able to take back in those days.
"It's a beautiful house, alright! And definitely built hundreds of years ago. But what good condition for a house that was supposed to be taken care of by Sue since she was fifteen. Someone had to have been here since that letter was sent." Zoe said in awe.
"That's odd..." Dan said, thinking out loud.
"What?" Zoe inquired.
"Well, it looks like there is a light on up there." Dan pointed to the top floor.
"Let's go find out." Zoe took the keys from her pocket. The two of them walked up to the door. Zoe took a deep breath and put the key in the keyhole. She turned it and the door unlocked. Zoe pushed against the door, but it wouldn't budge. She tried again; harder this time, but all that happened was bruising on Zoe's arm.
"Let me try." Dan said. He slammed his body against the door and finally it opened. Neither of them really noticed, though, as Dan fell to the floor in complete pain. His boyish face quenched. Small tears were in his eyes. He was definitely holding it in quite a bit; he didn't want to make Zoe unimpressed with him. "God, Dan! You didn't have to try and kill yourself to open the stupid door!"
"I'm fine. Let's go in and find out who Clifford Johnson is." Dan said to her.
Zoe grabbed his hand and helped him up. They shoved through the door together, with Dan in the lead. He made sure that he went first in case there was a loose board or something dangerous. He felt he absolutely had to protect her. Zoe was more precious than anything he ever would've been able to take back in those days.