Later that night, with Shakey draped across his bed and Limbo snoozing just above the floor, Ripley was awakened by a scratching noise. He sat up, rubbed the sleep from his eyes, then noticed the silhouette of a young girl hovering outside his second story bedroom window. Without speaking, her voice politely asked him to go downstairs and open the door.

He did....She quietly invited him to step outside...He did.

 

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