Joey opened the door, but found no one there. He instinctively looked outside to see if his friend was scaring him, but he found no one. He looked across the street, and nearly fell over in shocked surprise. There, standing between two houses, was the same man he had seen in the forest only an hour before. How did he move so fast, and why was he here? More importantly, why did it seem like no one else saw him? The man turned around, and in a flash was gone. He had been holding something- no, someone, he decided- by the hair when he disappeared. He didn't get a look at the person, but had a feeling he knew just who it was. He went back inside, as the timer went off in the kitchen, snapping him from his frightened stupor. He shut the door and tried to forget any of it happened.