A couple days later, in an apartment in Manhattan, a mother, Callie, was giving her son, Trevor, a haircut.
"Mom, careful." Trevor comments. "Please don't get my hair on my breakfast."
"Almost done." Callie responds. "Aww...your mustache is starting to grow in."
"Mom." Trevor comments
Suddenly, the lights around the apartment began flickering, Callie looking around.
"Phoebe!" Callie comments
She got up, accidentally cutting Trevor a little.
"Ouch." Trevor comments, checking the cut. "Aaandd i'm bleeding."
"Put on a bandage and some ointment on it and you'll be fine." Callie responds as she walked to check what her daughter, Phoebe, was doing. "What in the name of Providence are you doing?" she added with anger and crossing her arms
"The neighbor's electricity is getting low for some reason, so i'm using our electrical power to equally split it amongst us." Phoebe comments as she continued whatever it was she was doing
"And you didn't think to ask me first?" Callie responds
"I mean, you did demonstrate your lack of interest and your ineptitute of science." Phoebe says as she stood up. "You're better at other things. Like quesadillas. Your quesadillas are great."
"Thanks." Callie comments
Suddenly, some knocking was heard.
"Mom!" Trevor called out. "It's somebody that wants you."
"Tell them i'll be there in a second." Callie responds as she heads for the front door
Phoebe kneeled back down to look at what she had done so far. Meanwhile, Callie got to the front door and saw that it was the landlord of the apartment complex.
"I am LITERALLY about to go and get a check in a few minutes." Callie comments
"You win lottery or something?" The landlord asks
"Sorta. My father died." Callie comments. "I'm surprised he left us anything with the fact he moved out into the middle of nowhere on some random farm and abandon the family."
The landlord rose an eyebrow.
"Look, I know I haven't been a reliable and more consistent tenant, but if you can give me a week to settle some loose ends and possibly sell off some old things, I will be back with everything I owe you." Callie states
Suddenly, the lights all around the apartment but not the entire power of the apartment, just went out.
"I can fix that!" Phoebe called out
"Listen, I wait for you and your kids to pack your things and leave and then I change locks." The landlord comments
The landlord put an eviction notice up on the door, causing Callie to roll her eyes as she closed it behind her.
Later, they began going on a road trip, heading to some random town in the countryside of Oklahoma and there was some water tower that read 'SUMMERVILLE', Trevor trying to get a signal on his phone.
"Well, you two, here it is." Callie comments. "This is Summerville, where your grandfather lived."
"And died." Phoebe states
Trevor groaned a little.
"Come on, not a single bar?" Trevor questions
"There better be a bar." Callie comments
Phoebe scoffed a little at her mother's comment. Then, they pulled up to some old rusted pieces of metal that had some writings on it such as 'THIS IS HOW IT ENDS', 'DIRT' and a few other things.
"'Behold, there was a great earthquake, the sun became as black as cloth, the seas boiled, the moon became his blood, and the skies fell. Revelations 6:12'." Trevor read, raising an eyebrow. "That's...normal." he added before looking at his mother. "Maybe it's a good thing you never met your dad."
When they got the the place they were sorta forced to move into, it was some old abandoned farmhouse.
"Great. Didn't tell us we inherited a murder house." Trevor comments. "Just think, all this land is ours now."
Callie walked to the front door and tried to open it, but failed. She checks under the rug but no key.
"Phoebe, could you be a dear and break into your grandfather's house for us please?" Callie comments as she went to look into a window
She looks in a window curiously as Phoebe began picking the front door's lock. She couldn't see much cause of the fact the windows were dirty. Trevor began walking around to the back just as Phoebe got the door picked open, her and Callie walking in.
"Not a single photo." Callie comments before examining an oddly symmetrically stack of books
Phoebe looked around and saw numbers on the wall. Then, she goes to look at some sort of bipedal dog like creature statue just as Trevor got in.
"Guys, there's this huge gold mine of junk out back-" Trevor starts before seeing the place. "Oh my god this is so much worse than I thought it was gonna be."
After some silence amongst the three, the place began shaking for some reason.
"Under the dining table, now!" Callie orders
The three rushed under the nearby dining table and took cover.
"Hey, you remember that summer where we died under a table?" Trevor comments, trying to keep the mood light
"Of COURSE the place is built on a fault line." Callie says
"Feels more like fracking." Phoebe comments
"It's fracking annoying is what it is." Callie comments
When the place stopped shaking, Phoebe noticed something as she got up to go investigate, Trevor and Callie getting into a sort of argument that basically started cause of Callie revealing that they're gonna be staying here. She walks over to the recliner and bent down before making a comment about something her mother commented about.
"To be fair, you've never been good with money." Phoebe comments
"Thanks, Phoebes." Callie states sarcastically
Phoebe stood up, holding some sort of handheld device, the PKE Meter that the man who last lived in this place, their grandfather despite not knowing who it was, had the day he died.
"What the hell is that?" Trevor comments
"How am I supposed to know?" Phoebe responds
Suddenly, an elderly woman stepped in and asks, "Can I help you?"
The three looked over and saw an elderly woman in glasses, some casual clothing, looking to be in her late 60s to early 70s, and with aqua blue eyes.
"hi, um, we're the-this was my father's place." Callie comments
The woman nodded before waving to Trevor and Phoebe and saying, "Hi."
"Hi." The two responded, looking at each other
"I'm uh, Janine Melnitz, we spoke on the phone." Janine comments, turning her attention back to Callie. "I was your father's, well, I don't remember the right term, but i'm very sorry for your loss."
"It's okay, you knew him better than me." Callie comments. "I should be sorry for your loss."
"I just tried to keep the bills paid on time, that kind of deal." Janine stated. "Barely any money to manage. Your father could barely keep the power on."
"So you're saying he left us nothing?" Callie questions
"I wouldn't quite say that." Janine responds. "There is quite a bit of debt."
Callie rolled her eyes.
"Miss Melnitz, i'm here to sign forms, pack silverwear and leave with the rent check." Callie says. "Are you saying that this place is worthless?"
"You mean asides from the sentimental value?" Janine responds