After a few moments, Kevin stopped and listened intently. He could hear his father downstairs, but something else caught his attention. It sounded like a distant whispering or chanting of young voices coming from the darkened corners of the room, but he couldn't ascertain the source of the disturbance. The darkness spread across the room like a fog. He looked up in time to witness his dresser mirror fogging up as tiny droplets of water condensed on all the glass surfaces in the room. The air became oppressively heavy and cool, making it a little difficult to breath. He closed his window, but that offered little relief from the dampness that clung to his skin. He turned on the desk lamp, holding the creeping darkness at bay, but the lights flickered slightly. A framed picture digital reprint of Tommy, Brian, Carlos and Jacob posing with Kevin at last year's county fair fell off the wall, crashing to the floor and cracking. Startled, Kevin jumped up from his chair.
He pushed the red wingback chair that was blocking access to the picture frame aside. The crack in the protective glass ran right through the group, though at least the picture itself was undamaged. He realized that the wall had been recently stained by water. As he knelt down for a closer look, one of the floorboards raised at the press of his palm. He peered under the loose wooden board and spotted something under the floor. He pried the flooring until it came free, revealing a small treasure trove lurking underneath the cobweb-ridden floor joists.
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