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Chapter 6- Rocks

When the two walked inside and into the old living room where all the perils had happened that first night, it was a relaxing sight. Dougie was curled up on one of the couches, a bucket beside his head, fast asleep, Margaret sitting next to his feet, watching him sleep, a worried look on her face. Abigail was sitting beside Tom, and Melanie was between Harry and Abigail. Tom's ankle was propped on an upside-down milk-crate and he was laughing.

It seemed Tom and Harry were educating the girls on the proper ways of the twenty-first century, showing them Finding Nemo. A pile of Disney Pixar films was on the floor beside the TV, including the two Toy Story movies, A Bug's Life, and others. Melanie was asking a thousand questions about the movie, never having been to Sydney, never seeing the ocean and definitely never seeing boats and fish.

Harry patiently explained to her that yes, people in other countries talk in that accent, there are birds that are as big as Nigel, no, fish do not talk and dentists do not do what the one in the movie does. Tom sat giggling under his breath at her until a silencing look from Abigail shut him up.

'Harriet, what's the matter?' Harry asked quickly as the two walked inside, the terrified look on Harriet's pale face more prominent than ever.

'Are you girls sure there's no other ghosts here?' Danny asked quietly, taking the last unoccupied seat, pulling Harriet into his lap.

'Yeah, apart from that little girl, but she rarely comes into the yard. Why?' Margaret asked, watching in worry as Dougie opened his eyes, squinting in the light.

'No reason. So what are we gonna get up to now? Is there anything you need help with Harriet? Anything we can finish around the house?' Harry asked, rubbing his hands together.

'I thought we could go for a drive into the town and get something for dinner?' Harriet suggested with a smile.

'How far away is it?' Danny asked.

'Well it's about half an hour away. It's got everything we need, and maybe even a doctor for Dougie.'

'Why don't you call up now Rett?' Margaret asked, still watching Dougie yawn, gag and swallow, keeping it inside.

'Yeah, I might do. They should have an emergency appointment available,' Harriet said, getting out of Danny's lap and walking to the table in the corner with the phone sitting on it.

'Harriet. I don't need a doctor,' Dougie moaned, rolling onto his back.

'Bullshit you don't. Now shut up cos it's usually busy.' They listened as Harriet made the phone call, giving them thumbs up as she scribbled something down.

'—Okay, thankyou very much. Bye. Dougie's got an appointment whenever we can make it there. We better leave now. Are you girls alright here?' Harriet asked. The three nodded.

'I'm just gonna go get changed,' Harriet said quickly, running up the stairs.

'She's a worrier that one,' Melanie sighed.

'She's right though. You need a doctor Dougie. I know you've seen someone already, but we need something else alright?' Harry said and Dougie nodded.

'Come on, I'll help you up,' Harry said quickly, getting up and moving over to Dougie, who took his hand without a fuss. Suddenly there was a loud smash, and a rock flew through the window, smacking Harry square on the hip and thumping to the ground. Harry swore and let go of Dougie, who reached for the couch for support.

'Harry! Are you alright?' Abigail squeaked as everyone looked on in horror.

'I'm fine,' Harry said through gritted teeth, clutching his hip. Danny raised himself from the chair, picking up the lump of rock, turning it over and over in his fingers, looking out the window as he did so, thinking.

'Come on Harry, let me see,' Abigail was persuading him, her face worried. Harry sighed and raised the side of his t-shirt. A deep purple mark was forming in the shape of the rock.

'Where did it come from?' Tom murmured, taking his crutches and hobbling over.

'I have no idea...' Harry replied, wincing.

'Danny?' Tom asked. Danny continued staring out the window, frowning.

'Danny?' Tom exclaimed and Danny jumped, dropping the rock. There was a horrified look on his face.

'What?'

'What have you concluded from your observations out the window?' Tom asked with half a smile on his face.

'I don't know,' Danny muttered, walking away from the window, to the door. There was definitely something he'd seen out that window that wasn't right.

'Harriet, you ready?' he shouted.

'Coming! What happened?' she called down the stairs as she jogged down them in different Converses, this time covered in different brightly coloured fruits on a black background. Her paint-covered clothing was gone and she was wearing neat jeans and a t-shirt. 'We'll tell you in the car, come on,' Danny said quickly, taking her by the waist and pulling her towards the front door.

'See ya guys,' the other three said quickly as they hobbled, stumbled and limped out the door, the three ghosts watching them sadly.