Daisy felt along the damp mossy walls. Since she couldn't see a thing in the inky blackness she had to rely on the wall as her guide. When the wall turned a corner she did the same. She could hear sewer water flowing gently through the catacombs. Daisy could barely breathe because the smell of the water was so appalling. Misty occasionally squirmed in Daisy's arms but clung on tight because she did not want to fall. Daisy felt the wall to her left stop suddenly. She felt for the wall to her right but she couldn't reach it. How was she going to navigate if she didn't have a guide? Daisy slid her foot forward tentatively and when she felt solid stone flooring she slid her other foot forward cautiously. She repeated this step for a long while.

Suddenly when she slid forward her trembling leg gave way and she slipped and started sliding down a long hall. Daisy's and Misty's screams filled the halls as they skidded on a slope of wet moss down to who knows where. Daisy clung desperately on to Misty, she gave her mother a promise to protect Misty and she couldn't fail in her promise so soon. Then much to Daisy's horror the flooring beneath her disappeared and she was falling through the cold air. Daisy couldn't even tell which way was up or down. Seeing no other way she screamed desperately, "Please save us!" Her scream echoed throughout the empty chasm. When nothing happened she said her goodbyes and closed her eyes, ready to accept her fate.

All of a sudden, Daisy felt strong hands grasped her arms tightly. The hands felt icy and Daisy could feel whatever or whoever was holding her breathing cold air on her. Daisy shuddered. Even though she was being saved she felt like she was in even more danger. Daisy held her breath and closed her eyes tightly. After a minute or two she felt the floor beneath her. The hands let go and Daisy heard the ghost say in a soft voice, "Keep going down the hall. You'll be safe."

"Thank you." Daisy said gratefully. She felt a warm feeling surround her. "Is there any way I can repay you, anyway at all?" She asked. Daisy had always been taught to ask that question when someone did something kind for her. However only silence accompanied her and Misty's breathing. At first Daisy thought the ghost had gone but she was wrong.

"Come here again. Someday come and visit me. It gets lonely here…" The voice said. Daisy took note that the voice sounded aloof and sad. Hell Hall had been his home. It probably was a he because it sounded like a guy around 15, around Daisy's age. Daisy had heard a story about a teenage boy who lived in Hell Hall and mysteriously disappeared. That story was over 100 years old. Daisy couldn't imagine what it would be like to go 100 and never be able to talk to anyone. Daisy realized that she had been silent for a while so she responded with a nod. She felt a wisp of cold air pass her and return to the dark tunnel. Daisy looked back maybe someday she could bring Misty back and see the ghost for herself again.

An hour later of blind walking, Daisy finally bumped into a door. Surprised, she opened the door and she was blinded by the bright sunlight. Many police cars were headed to the house and one police car stopped next to Daisy. Out of it stepped Officer Jenny, the lead police constable. Jenny stared hard at the two girls for a moment. Daisy shifted from one foot to the other foot and looked down at her dress. Her beautiful violet dress was covered with moss and grime and who knows what else. Her high black autumn boots were covered with dried dirt and her arms and legs were caked with dried mud. Misty wasn't much better off. Her white dress was stained with small drops of blood from her mouth and her white slippers were covered with grey marks. Also their hair was severely windblown from their fall through the chasm.

"What on earth happened to you two?" She asked, her eyebrows raised and her eyes filled with concern.

"We fled from our house, through the tunnel," Daisy said breathlessly.

"You two are the Clearwater's kids?" asked Officer Jenny her eyes widening. The girls nodded in response. "I regret to inform you that your house is burned to a crisp, there are only a few places still standing. The basement for example and-"

"What about everyone else?" Misty asked, interrupting Officer Jenny. Daisy stared at her younger sister because she rarely spoke out of turn before. Misty mostly just let other people do the talking. Officer jenny took off her hat and rubbed her brow. Daisy feared the worst and then it came.

"I regret to inform you that no one else but you two survived. Your mother was found in the basement…dead," she finished. Daisy's eyes widened in horror…no one survived! Surely someone had to have gotten out alive besides them. Daisy let Misty down gently and Misty looked pleadingly at her sister. Misty's face was turning red, her eyes were wet and glassy looking, and tears started rolling down her cheeks. Daisy hugged her sister sympathetically. A realization crept into Daisy's mind. She and her sister were the only ones left in the family. Who would take care of them? Both their parents had been only children and their grandparents were dead. Would they have to go to an orphanage? What about the money that their parents had, would all of the family fortune go to them? Would it come when Daisy comes of age? What would happen to them?

Her tortured mind somehow turned back to their mysterious savior and she instinctively looked back at the tunnel. The door was slowly closing. Daisy could have sworn she saw a hint of grey from inside. Maybe someday they could return.

"You two will have to stay at the boarding school in Saffron. Your parents enrolled you two just before this incident. Then when you turn 18 young lady…" Officer Jenny pointed a gloved finger at Daisy. "You will have permission to move into another house and the money will come to you two," she said finishing. Jenny offered her hand and Daisy took it. Rain began to fall.

Misty looked through the car window and stared at the house through the rain and encompassing feeling of sadness. Could she come back and see her old things again? Even though she hated her parents, she remembered her mother had looked sorry for her. Could she explore the secret place they had found? What about that weird boy? Misty's mind drifted back to the ghostly figure that saved Misty from the huge television set. He had taken the TV and dumped next to Misty. When he had heard Daisy coming he had just vanished into the wall. Misty smiled. He saved her life. Maybe he was looking out for her. Misty suddenly saw the ghostly figure standing just at the doorway, waving slowly. Misty waved as the car pulled away. Someday she would return…someday.