"How many scars do you have?" Will asked. The two were back on the couch, eating and resting for a little while as Jackie tried to get her strength back. 

"There's the one on my shin, thigh, other shoulder, face, and stomach. There's probably a few more that I just haven't noticed yet." She shrugged her shoulders, wincing slightly. 

"I don't see one on your face." Will dug his hand into the Cheez-it box, pulling out a few of the crackers. 

"I got it a while ago, back when I was a kid. I fell off my bike and hit my chin." Jackie lifted her head and pointed to a little white scar. "It was the first scar I got as a kid." 

"What about the one on your other shoulder." Jackie turned and lifted up her sleeve where a small-ish scar was there. "I got that one the day I got here. I tripped and fell and a branch snagged my arm. Then there's the one on my leg." She lifted her shorts up and showed a long scar running down the inside of her thigh, that slowly moved to the front of her leg right near her knee. "That happened a few weeks after I got here, the monster got to me. The one on my shin was also from that attack." The one on her shin was three jagged nail marks, that looked like they hurt like hell when she got them. "I got this one," She lifted her shirt to show another jagged scar, that looked like a claw mark, going from the ribcage on her right side, to about her hip, "The same day I got the ones on my leg. I fainted a few times when I got them. It's a wonder I even managed to survive." 

"Holy crap." Will breathed in awe. Jackie nodded. 

"I know. Let's try your mother again, yeah?" He nodded eagerly and rushed to the phone, dialing the number, Jackie was close behind him. The phone rang once before the woman picked up. 

"Hello?" She said, sounding desperate. "Hello?" Will seemed to be in too much of a state of shock to answer. "Who is this? Will? Will, it's me. Talk to me." She sobbed into her phone. 

"Answer her Will," Jackie instructed. 

"Mom? Mom?" Will asked, but it seemed the woman couldn't hear them. 

"I'm here, just tell me where you are, honey. I can hear you. Please." 

"Mom?" Will said again and they heard gasping. 

"Yes! You did it!" Jackie exclaimed. 

"Will!" The woman cried into the phone. "Yes it's me, it's me. Where are you? Where are you? Just talk to me." Then there was another surge of electricity, and the line went dead. 

"Okay. Okay, this is good. Are you alright Will?" Jackie asked, seating the boy on the couch. "I think you got too emotional there. This world is quite different from our world." 

"I don't think we can talk to her on the phone again," Will said. "It's not safe. Clearly, we only have a limited time to speak to her." 

"But what if..." Jackie trailed off, looking around the room. "So we can control the electricity here. We just learned that. So what if we." She got up and walked to a light switch flicking it up and down. Nothing happened. She reached up and grabbed the overhead light, focusing her energy on turning it on. It flickered, and suddenly, it was like a switch was flipped. Sitting on the floor in the living room, she saw a woman. She looked distraught with dark hair, and brown eyes, and was crying on the floor. 

"Mom," Will whispered, before getting up and walking to his room, Jackie close behind him. The lights seemed to flicker as they walked by, and the woman followed them as they walked to a room. 

"Jonathan?" She called fearfully. "What..." They walked into a bedroom and Will turned on the stereo. It started to play a familiar tune. Should I stay or should I go. It blasted and the woman let out a loud gasp, as they heard through the closed door, and her back hit the wall. She let out a whimper as the two made the lights in the room flicker. The door opened and the woman walked in. "Will." She whispered. 

"We're doing it!" Jackie spoke quietly, and gleefully. The happiest Will had ever seen her. The music continued and Will made the lamp flicker in the corner. Jackie took a step back. She had never really tried to find an escape, she realized. She was too busy running around to even attempt it. 

"Will." The woman said again, grabbing hold of the lamp. "Will is that you?" She started to cry again. Will made the light grow brighter and brighter before finally, everything just stopped. 

"Oh my god," Jackie exclaimed, pointing to the wall. There was a small opening. "Talk to your mom." Will stepped inside, and Jackie joined him, both of them reaching until they felt some sort of wall. Pushing as hard as they could, the woman in the room screamed and ran away. The wall pushed slowly and bent like metal. Will pulled away, with Jackie still trying to push her way out of there, and he went back to the stereo making it play the song again. Jackie glared at the light and it started to flicker again. Finally, the two of them gave up, pulling away and going back to the living room. "We'll try again in the morning," Jackie assured him, giving the boy some blankets. In all the excitement the two didn't hear the screams of help from a few neighborhoods over of Barbra Holland. 

The next morning the two were woken up by the sound of that woman calling Will's name. Over and over again, asking him to show her and Will's brother what they had done yesterday. Both were exhausted, and only able to create a tiny flicker, but it appeared the woman wasn't giving up. She was fading in and out as well as the boy that she was with, Jackie assumed that was Will's older brother, Jonathan. He was more of a loner at the high school, ignoring most of the people who tried to talk to him. She assumed that he was nice though, seeing him interact with others a couple of times. Mostly he was just holed up in the school's darkroom. They watched as her image became clearer again. She dragged Christmas lights into the living room and began hanging them up.

"What do you think she's doing?" Will asked.

"I would assume finding a way to communicate with us," Jacke answered, watching her frantically hang them up, trying to find a way to contact her son. It just made Jackie miss her own family even more. They watched her pull out the chord only to find that it was too short, before thinking for a bit and leaving the house. Disappearing as she walked out of the front door. A little while later, she came back in stringing up more and more lights. "Do you think this will work?" Jackie breathed, looking at the work that Joyce, as she learned her name was, had put into the house. There was a knock at the door, and Joyce disappeared as she opened it and began talking to a woman. They walked into the kitchen and sat down. The conversation wasn't anything important, and Jackie started to walk away, not really interested. Unfortunately, the lights started to blink after her, gaining the attention of the little girl. Will followed Jackie, and they walked into Will's room where the lights were blinking wildly. 

"Can we stop this?" Will looked around the room of blinking lights and the little girl that was standing in there.

"I have a feeling that this isn't us," Jackie said. "Get in the closet." They both ran and hid while the monster walked into the room, sniffing around. It let out a low growl and pushed against the portal. Joyce came running into the room, and picked up the little girl, making the monster race away. Jackie looked down at Will, who was clinging to her side, scared of the thing. "We're okay." She whispered. "Just stay here for a little while longer." And they did. Jackie held the scared little boy close, and they sat there until she knew that the monster was gone. "I'm going to walk out. Stay behind me." She instructed, slowly walking out of the closet. As she moved down the hall, the lights lit up with her. Will was right behind her. "Here. Climb in here and hide while I look around." Will sat down in the little cupboard that she found behind a bookshelf. She saw Joyce enter the room, and start looking around. "Try and get into contact with your mom." 

"Okay." Will nodded. Joyce sat down in the space with a ball of lights in her hands. 

"Will? Are you here?" She asked. The lights lit up and she let out a gasp of happiness. "Okay. Good, good, good, good." She let out a breathy sigh. "Are you? Um, blink once for yes, twice for no. Can you do that for me, sweetie, can you do th-" She was interrupted by Will making the lights blink once. "Oh, good boy, good boy." She pet the lights like Will could feel them. "Baby I need to know. Are you alive?" She started to cry. The lights blinked once. The relief on her face was so clear, that it made Jackie sort of sad. She didn't know how much longer the two of them were going to last in that place. 

"It's all clear, kid." She said, walking over and sitting next to him on the floor. Will nodded to her, before focusing again on his mother. 

"Are you safe?" Joyce asked. Will looked at Jackie like he wanted to know what to do. She made the lights blink once, then twice. Joyce needed to know the truth about her son. Her smile quickly turned to a frown. Jackie grabbed Will's arm and gave him a reassuring smile. She could see the guilt on his face. "I need to know where to find you, honey. Where... Where are you? Can you... Can you tell me where you are?" She held the lights tightly in her slender fingers. "Can you? Please, baby, I need to find you." Will gave Jackie a helpless look. He didn't know what to say or do. "Tell me what to do. Please just-" Her voice broke. "Will...Will." She placed her head in the lights and let out a sob before standing up. 

"What's she doing?" Will asked, tears running down his already dirtied face. She opened up a can of paint and began to write on her wall. A, B, C. It was the alphabet. She painted the last letters, and then stood up and stared at the lights. 

"Okay. Okay, baby talk to me. Talk to me. Where are you?" Will made the R light up. Jackie looked at him, confused. What was he doing? "R! Good, good, good, good. That's good, come on." Next, he lit up I, then G, H, T, H, E, R, and finally, E. "Right here. Right here I don't know what that means. I-I need you to tell me what to do." She pleaded. "What should I do? How do I get to you, how do I find you? What should I do?" The sound of the monster approaching grew near, they could hear it rushing through the forest. Jackie lit up R, then U, then N. There was a portal right near the house. That monster could get Joyce. 

"Will... We have to hide." The lights started to go crazy as the monster tried to push itself through the wall, the paper stretching like rubber on the other side. The two raced back into the closet, and Jackie slammed the door behind them, reaching into her bag and grabbing the handle of her gun. It started clawing through the portal, Jackie could see it through the slits in the closet door. She wrapped an arm around Will's shoulder and pulled him close to her. The monster screamed and so did Joyce. Then she ran like hell.