Reminisce

~What do you do in a world that's filled with darkness? That's easy. You make sure you stand out as the light, always.~

"Kids we're here. Is this the house?" Paul, the elderly man that had taken them off the streets asked.

"Yes," Aaron answered. As the three of them walked towards the house, Aaron felt uneasy, as if something bad had happened.

It looked old, there were overgrown grasses all over the front yard.

Their home was secluded but they'd always enjoyed their privacy.

Paul knocked on the door thrice—nobody answered.

He turned the handle-the door was unlocked. He opened the door and they entered.

The children were hesitant at first, afraid even.

They walked around the house but they didn't see anyone.

"Hello?" Paul called.

"Mrs Snow, I'm here with your kids. I'm sure you must be worried sick about them." He continued.

Still, there was no response.

The house was messy and disorganized. Unwashed dishes were piled in the sink.