Hey peeps, brand new chapter here.

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The Reagan game I used in this was inspired by my childhood, I used to ride my bike a lot and I played it with my brother all the time. Good fond memories haha, so anyway, I hope you all enjoy reading this. Don't forget to leave feedback!

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Chap 4

The next few days remained quiet. No supernatural phenomenon, no longer things disappearing. The following day after Erin's wall banging, she told Jamie and Joe about what happened. She never thought she would face something like that, but obviously this thing was here to mess around. So over the few days, Jamie, Joe and Erin all tried to convince Danny it's existence. But, like always, he didn't believe their delusional idea. 'All but a prank' he would call it. Sighing in defeat, they decided to wait for the ghost to show up and explain it for themselves. Though just one problem. How long would that take?

The day of school ended quickly, the Reagan's rushing home in joy. Making their routinely sandwiches, they decided to play another game to kill the time.

'Say, what about we play cops and robbers?' Danny leaned against the exteriors walls of the house.

'I hate that game' Jamie muttered.

'Well I love it and besides, we haven't played it in a long time' Danny continued.

Having no other ideas for other games to play, they eventually agreed. Fetching their bikes from the garage, the Reagan children kindly asked their mother to visit the park down the road. Mary, having much to do to with sorting work out, wearily accepted, warning that they have to be together at all times and Danny to look after his siblings. With a wave goodbye, they popped onto their bikes and rode down the street. Reaching a clearing in the park, they figure out the rules and who's on what team.

'Ok, let's start with teams' Erin sat comfortably on her bike.

Danny raised his hand in the air, 'dibs on cops'

All three of them rolled their eyes, Danny always played on the coppers team.

'I want to be a cop' Jamie also raised his hand in the air.

'Sorry Jamie, but your too slow, only Erin or Joe can play as cop' Danny rested on his handle bars.

'But Danny, that's not fair' Jamie whined.

'Come on Danny, let him have a go' Erin tried to persuade.

'No way' Their older brother stood his ground.

Joe sighed and jumped in before another argument erupted. 'I'll be cop then'

'Alright' Danny declared and then moved onto the rules, 'The robbers have ten seconds get away time. Four wheel grinds equal damaged car and from there, you have to be on the run'

'Whatever' Jamie slouched, one foot ready on the petal to take off.

'Ok, time, starts...now' Joe called.

Both Erin and Jamie race off in opposite directions, petaling as fast as they can. Trying to reach the far side of the park, Jamie knew a hiding spot there that could be some good use. Going off road, he hears his two older brothers whistle to signal they have started. Great, Jamie huffed. Swirling his head to look behind, Jamie was slightly relieved to see it was Joe who's chasing after him. Spreading a small smile, Jamie gave it his best shot.

Joe focused on Jamie, motioned his legs faster, gaining towards his little brother.

'Pull over now' he called, ringing his bell.

'Not a chance!' Jamie took a sharp turn and heading down.

'One last warning' Joe rode down the hill after his brother.

'The money is mine' Jamie laughed.

The wind brushed against their faces, their stomach filling with butterflies. Thinking strategically, Joe petaled at the last minute down the hill, picking up more momentum. Aiming his bike, his front wheel grinds against Jamie's back wheel, the rubber clicking. Taking note, Jamie suddenly turned and caught Joe off. Circling around, he chased after his brother once more. For the rest of the afternoon, the coppers built up their grind hits and Erin was the first one forced to ditch her bike. Running towards the bushes, Danny tagged her by at the last second, symbolising his arrest. While on the other side, Joe was more lenient on Jamie. But soon, Jamie was forced to run and the game ended.

Heading back home as dust begins to set in, they see their father's car in the driveway. Assembling their bikes into the garage, they dash inside to see him. Finding their mother and father in the kitchen, the whole family formed a hug. With the hugging over and greetings out of the way, the children told their father what they did today.

'Guess what we played today dad' Danny could barely contained his glory.

'Judging by your over excitement, does it involve C and R?' Frank wrapped an arm around Mary.

'Yep' he beamed, 'and I was the first to catch the culprit'

'And dad, I was the outlasting criminal. It took Joe a long time to get me' Jamie bounced.

'Well, sounds like you all had fun' Frank couldn't be more happier for his children.

'Now, it's time for you little munchkins to finish off your homework and start having showers' Mary moved off to begin making dinner.

'Ok mum' the children obeyed and raced upstairs.

Grabbing a pot, Mary turned to her husband, 'I see you have been working some cop magic on them'

'Huh? What magic?' Frank shrugged.

'Frank Reagan, don't give me that. These kids take after you, makes me feel unappreciated' Mary joked while turning on the stove.

Feeling arms wrap around her, Frank pulled her into a hug, 'I appreciate you everyday of my life. I would take nothing back. Besides, they have your priority trait'

'No they don't' Mary smiled and wiggled free.

'They aim high in education, make sure they have fun will their childhood lasts, come home everyday and most of all, respect their beautiful mother' Frank watched her face glow.

It was true, the children did what they were taught ever since they were little. Frank and Mary wanted the best for their children and to do that, they had to teach them from the early years. Sure, sometimes they don't understand why but the Reagan children always listened to their parents, especially their mother. It was respect Frank told his children, so when worse comes to worse, always listen to your mother.

'Ok, stop right there' a voice startled them, 'Step away from the lady, sir. I won't ask you twice'

In the kitchen doorway was Danny, his fingers in the shape of a gun. Seeing this was a little game, Frank went along.

'Alright, I'm stepping back' he held up his hands and stepped back.

'Now sir, follow me to the station so we can discuss how to write a report about pollution' Danny waved his pretend gun for his father to move.

'No need to shoot officer Reagan, I'll come silently' Frank clasped his hands behind his back to represent cuffed hands.

Danny pointed his fingers onto his dad's back and began to lead him away. 'Nothing to see here ma'm, continue on with your business'

As they walked away, Frank turned to look at his wife.

'Cop magic' Mary made sure he heard her.

Joe went off to help out Erin with her homework. It was English and the best person to resolve those problems was the bookworm himself. So, that left Jamie sitting alone and bored in his room. He received no homework from school and he really didn't have anything to do. Hearing Danny and his father walk by, Jamie opened his bottom draw. Finding something to occupy him, he pulled out his block collection. Each block was coloured in the three primary colours, red, blue and yellow, with the sizes varying. Dropping them onto the floor, Jamie began to build a tower. He liked to build high towers, he wanted to have high goals in his adult life.

Placing one block on one another, he notices a block tugging away from him. It may have been slight movement, but it was noticeable. His eyes followed the block, it leading away to Joe's side. What the?

'Hey Jamie' Joe entered the room.

Unaware of Joe presence until now, Jamie flinched and knocked down his tower.

'Oops, didn't mean to scare you' Joe laughed.

Jamie turned to his brother, his eyes telling him something serious.

Taking note, Joe closed their bedroom door and crouched down beside his baby brother, 'what's wrong?'

Jamie extended a finger and pointed to one of his blocks by Joe's bed, 'it moved'

'You sure?' Joe thought it might of moved from the collapsing tower.

Jamie nodded his head and bit his lip. Seeing this was disturbing him, Joe figured he may as well investigate. Walking over to his bed, he picked up the block.

'I think it was heading under your bed' Jamie assumed.

Getting down on all fours, Joe peeked underneath his bed. A few boxes were crammed in the corner for storing all their toys, but something else drew Joe's attention. Reaching out a hand, he grabs a piece of loose paper. Dragging it out, Joe leaned against his bed and opened it. Curious, Jamie moved over next to Joe to see.

A test

A test of unity, a test of triumph

Sling a spoon with archery skills

Before looks can kill

Aim for a patterned glass

Be quick and win with pass

Get done by nine

Or a life is mine

'What?' Jamie exclaimed, having a hard time reading.

'Maybe this is what the ghost was talking about, the test' Joe clicked the pieces, Jamie still confused.

'Its says we have to throw a spoon into a patterned glass before nine or someone may end up dead' Joe explained, starting to feel scared.

'You mean...one of us?' Jamie was stunned.

'I don't know but we have to do this' Joe showed a worried glance to Jamie, 'from this note, we have to find a patterned glass'

'We should tell Erin and Danny' Jamie suggested.

'Also, we should tell mum and dad. Clearly this is not a game anymore' Joe stared at the paper.

Both brothers were unsure if their parents would believe them. It was like the whole Danny case again. Surely this note can't be real? Coincidently, new words were being scribbled onto the paper, Joe's hands slowly start to shake.

Alone as you four are, no parental help allowed.

'Joe' Jamie started to tear up, not liking the idea of death.

'Hey, it's going to be ok' His older sibling curled Jamie into a soft hug, 'we can do this, together'

'But Danny doesn't believe us' Jamie's tears fell and he sniffed loudly.

'Well, he is going to have to' Joe looked back at the note.

'How?' Jamie was clueless.

Closing his eyes, Joe thought about it. How? How are they going to convince Danny? How are they going to find out what they are meant to do? All these questions ran through his mind. I guess there is only one way to find out.