Luke suddenly regains control of himself and after grabbing Bo's arm takes off at a run for the stairs.

"For goodness sake don't trip Bo!" He yells over his shoulder as the horrible scratching noise begins again, ten times worse than before. Bo keeps looking over his shoulder to see if their being followed as they race down the stairs. Once at the bottom they fly to the outside door. Luke pulls and tugs to no avail.

"It won't budge Bo!"

"See! I tol' ya Luke! Shoulda never closed it in the firs' place." Bo swings his head around as Luke continues to fight with the door. "Luke! Lets try that windah!" As they run toward the first window the cackling laugh begins again, barely audible over the scratching and clawing that seems to come from every wall now.

"Bust it open Bo!" Luke yells when Bo can't get the window up. Bo grabs a nearby side table and slams it into the glass. The table splinters and breaks apart while there isn't even a slight crack in the windowpane.

"Dang it! Now what?" Bo shouts over the noise. The source less wind begins again, swirling around and through them, chilling them to the bone.

"I don't know!"

"Well think fast cause here comes yer friend an' he don't look any happier than last time!" Bo gasps out as the apparition glides down the last few stairs and stops.

"Jeez Luke! Is that thing holdin' a butcher knife?" The cackling laughter rises to a fever pitch when an unearthly scream shrills through the house, overriding the rest of the noise. The ghosts eyes blaze brighter as it raises the knife over its head, the smile on its face becoming so evil that a lesser man would have fainted dead away.

Balladeer: Uh-oh!

Without taking his eyes from the unmoving ghost, Luke yells to Bo. "We're goin' through that door. On three run at it as hard as ya can." Bo nods as Luke begins the count. On three both of them hurtle toward the door. It splinters and gives way to their shoulders, sending them falling through the doorframe. The rotted planks of the porch crack under them, but don't completely give way.

Luke glances over his shoulder as they cautiously climb to their feet. "Run Bo! Head fer the General! That things coming at us again!" They jump off the old porch in a leap and land in the thick, swirling fog.

"Luke!" Bo yells as his hand shoots out toward his cousin. "Where ya at? I cain't see an inch in fronta my face."

"I'm here cous." Bo aims toward Luke's voice and grabs his shoulder.

"What now?"

"Well, ya parked the General right in front of the porch, so I'd say walk straight. Be careful though!" The wind suddenly whips into a gale making it hard for the two to keep their feet. Bo still has a death grip on Luke's shirt. They fight their way through the gale and fog until they bump into the side of the General Lee. Luke pulls Bo close and yells in his ear.

"Foller me thru the windah!" Luke doesn't wait for his response as he crawls into the car and over into the drivers seat. He turns the ignition and fires up the engine as Bo slides down into his seat.

"Luke ya cain't see where yer goin'! How ya gonna drive?"

"By memory and a lotta prayer. 'Sides, it ain't like we ain't never done it before. This time its my turn ta work on my instrument ratin's."

"That ain't funny! 'Sides, ya cain't even see the instruments with this fog in the car!"

"Well then it'll have ta be a team effort. Now, if'n I remember correctly we can straight from the driveway ta this spot." Luke shifts into reverse and starts backing up slowly.

"Backwards?"

"Bo, it's that or getting' lost in this fog. It don't matter none anyways cause we cain't see either way. Which way ya want it?"

"Backwards it is, but go faster! Do ya see them glowin' things in front of us? It looks like them eyes of yer friend!"

"We're gone!" Luke yells as he hits the accelerator. The two ghastly red orbs keep pace with the car as it hurtles backwards.

"It's gainin' on us Luke!"

" I can see that Bo!" Luke retorts as they hear the cackling laughter once again echoing around them. The back wheels bump over a small ditch causing Luke to slam on the brakes. He shifts into first gear, turning the wheel sharp to the left.

"It's still in front of us Luke!"

"I know Bo! We're going thata way though, so it'd better move!" He floors the gas and the General charges forward straight into the ghost. The two cousins watch helplessly as the evil, red eyes come toward them. The car passes through the apparition; time seems to stand still for the two cousins as those wicked eyes are between them for one split second. Luke catches the glint of a knife blade and shudders as it moves toward him. Another shrill scream bounces thru the interior of the car. The next moment the car is barreling down the driveway with Luke turning the wheel each time he feels the tires slipping into the ditch.

"Are we goin' the right way?" Bo gasps as he holds onto the dashboard.

"I sure hope so cause I ain't turnin' 'round!" In the next minute the car bounces out into the main road. Luke slams on the brakes and spins the wheel, bringing the car around.

"There ain't no fog here. Do ya see anythin' comin' outta it?" Bo questions urgently, swinging his body around to look where they had just emerged.

"Nope, an' we ain't stickin' 'round ta find out neither." Luke guns the engine, slinging gravel behind them as they head toward their original destination. Suddenly the CB crackles to life startling both of them.

"Shepherd ta Lost Sheep, Shepherd ta Lost Sheep! Dang it! Where are ya boys?" They look at each other as Bo grabs the mike.

"Lost Sheep here Uncle Jesse."

"Where've you two been? It's been an hour since me an' Daisy got here."

"We're on our way Uncle Jesse, we'll explain it to ya when we get there."

"Well hurry up! Shepherd out." Bo replaces the mike and turns to look at Luke.

"Ya think he'll believe us?"

"Bo, I don't know if I believe it an' I was there." Bo just nods and turns back to look out the rear window, making sure there wasn't anything behind them that wasn't supposed to be there.

Balladeer: Whew! Them boys sure do get themselves inta some pickles don't they? I think I'll jus' take a breather while they git themselves over ta the Boars Nest.