2:00 p.m.

Once Jason left, Kylie's 11-year-old brother, Danny, came into the front hallway.

"How did it go?" he asked.

"Ok, I guess," replied Kylie.

"Can I see what you were playing?"

"No way!"

"I'll tell Mom you left me here alone if you don't let me see."

"Ugh, fine."

Typical annoying little brother.

"I gotta pee first," said Danny, walking to the bathroom near the living room.

What he experienced next made him avoid that bathroom permanently.

It all started when the door opened on its own. Then, what looked like an orb, hovered near Danny. The blue-colored entity gave off an otherworldly yet chilling glow. He froze in his tracks.

Pretty soon, the orb floated over to the family's crucifix hanging to the left of the bathroom door. Then the ball seemingly vanished. In an instant, Danny recoiled as a mildewed scent emanated from the crucifix.

"Danny?" Kylie asked.

No answer.

"DANNY?"

"Huh?! Oh, what?"

"Are you ok?"

"Uh... yeah, I think."