Chapter 4
A Boy
A week passed and Charisse was still curious about the door that could not be opened. On a Friday night, she went looking for it again.
Charisse found it and was fingering it, until someone came up to her. "Who are you?" The voice said. Charisse turned around in fear and surprise, and gasped. "I-I am Charisse. Are you a ghost?" The voice laughed. "No. I'm Daniel. What are you doing here?"
Charisse relaxed. "I'm trying to open this door. Do you know how?" She asked him.
Daniel shook his head. "No, and you shouldn't try to open it either. Bad things have happened."
"Like what Daniel?" Charisse was eager to hear.
"Ok, I'll tell you the story. But not here, follow me." He motioned for her to follow him. They went to a really tiny bedroom and sat down.
