It seemed as if someone else was there with him, though he knew that everyone else had gone outside.It seemed as if someone else was there with him, though he knew that everyone else had gone outside. He didn't call out, instead he walked quietly across the basement floor, feeling his way cautiously in the general direction of where he thought the glove lay on the ledge. A ten-year-old boy weighing just sixty-nine pounds doesn't make much sound. When he reached the other side of the room he felt along the ledge. His fingers brushed against the smooth leather of his mitt and he picked it up. Rafael shivered slightly, his sense that someone else was in the basement suddenly intensifying. It was an irrational feeling, a kind of forbidding feeling and in that instant he knew he shouldn't be there. He looked around and tried to see into the darkness. |