I walk into my old family home I grew up in with Chip right behind me. I walk into the dark, dusty room and look around with sadness. No one has been cleaning the house since the door to the other world has been opened.
I pull out a flashlight and shut the door behind Chip. "I've always wanted to see where you grew up. It's... nice," Chip says looking around the dirty house. I give him a small smile before saying "It's old and it's a mess... you don't have to lie Chip. You can check things out if you want. I'm gonna head to the library."
Chip slightly nods and begins walking to the kitchen. He saw this house through me a few times before but this is the first time he gets to see if for himself in person. As I slowly walk to the office, I gently run my fingers along the wall. Much like I use to when I was younger.
