"Get up."
A husky voice shook her out of her unconsciousness.
"Sarah, are you ok?"
"What?! Reese?" She sat up with a start.
"How did we get here?" He had an underlying panic in his voice.
"What? Where are we?" She took in her environment, it was musty and dark. They were in a backyard because the house behind them was lit and human voices could be heard from it.
"Be quiet first." Using a large palm to cover her mouth. "Shhh, don't let them hear us."
"Boys don't trip over the lights watch your step." told a woman's voice from inside the house.
"We won'th mum." A little boy said he obviously had some missing teeth.
"She thinks we are babies." Another voice asserted and laughed. This one made Reese's palm stiffen against her mouth. His breathing was low and his chest was heaving against her back.
"How did we get here, Sarah?" He called her by her first name, his tone almost pleading for an answer.
"It's the pendant, sorry." She read his manner, she knew exactly where they were. It was his family home.
"Can you take us back?" His tone was betraying his fear. He didn't want to be here.
"I don't know." She was taping on the pendant looking for some response but there was none. They were stuck.
"Reese, come here and help me will you sweetheart?"
"Mooommm, I am taller." Another child complained.
"Let him do it and learn." Her voice was pleasant almost like a song. It also sounded familiar, but Sarah couldn't place it.
Reese on the other hand seemed to be in a trance, he walked straight to the window of the house and slipped in. Sarah was flabbergasted. They could do that? She followed suit.
She found herself in a cramped but homely apartment. Christmas decorations littered the house. Reese was in front of a Christmas tree where a boy was being carried by a woman with dark long hair. She was giving the boy a boost up a cheap-looking Christmas tree while he was putting up some decorations.
Once he was done she drops him and for the first time, she sees the boy's face. He had dark hair like his mother and looked like he could pass off as Reese's son.
"Is that you?" Sarah whispers.
She gets no reaction from him as he stared at the pair in wonder. His mother had tan skin with birthmarks dotting her face. She had a persuading smile. She gave off a sweet and homely aura. She also a possessed lowly goddess-like beauty
"Mom, see I am done with my side." Another boy comes and takes Reese's attention.
"Ian." He murmured staring blankly at the boy.
Sarah can also see the resemblance between the boy and the man from a time that felt like an eternity ago.
The other pair look to the side the other boy is pointing at.
"Beautiful, mi Amor."
He flashes his mother a wide smile.
"What about me?" The younger one grumbles.
"You are both mi Amors." She pulls the boys in for kisses on their dark hair. Both boys laugh. The mother joins in and the home is filled with laughter.
Sarah cannot help but feel something peculiar about the beautiful mother.
Reese on the other hand had his face turned towards the door.
"Reese, what do you see?"
"I can't touch them, they can't see us so we can't save him." He sounded childlike and practically scared
"Save who from who?" She was confused but it seemed like Reese sensed danger.
Just then a truck is heard pulling up. The mode of the house suddenly changes. The children are quiet and the mother is quickly sombre. The atmosphere feels dreary.
"Him," Reese swallows hard enough she could hear his adam's apple gallop in his throat. "Dad."