They entered the house swiftly and the door swung shut behind them. They glanced uneasily at one other.
"Hello?" Kevin called out in the dark house. "Is anybody there?"
His words echoed back to him louder than he had spoken. They both covered their ears. Mr Jacobson turned to head back outside and gasped. Tendrils of smoke curled around the edges of the front door.
"Hello? We need some help!" Kevin called out, louder this time, and covered his ears.
This is why he missed the reply. His boss smacked him on the shoulder and he took his hands from his ears.
"What?" he asked.
"Did you hear that?"
"No. What was it?" Kevin asked, not sure he wanted to know the reply.
"Something said to come upstairs..."
They both gazed at the rickety wooden staircase and winced. Kevin looked at his boss. Mr Jacobson glared back at him.
"Well? What are you waiting for? Up you go!"
"Why me?" Kevin asked.
"Because I'm your boss and you do as I say. Now go up those stairs and find out who's there!"
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