Kara pulls up the driveway, clunking and squeeling to a stop behind a pick up. She gathers her bag off the passenger seat and steps out, turning towards the old house. Reaching in her back pocket she pulls out a crumpled piece of paper and glances at the address. 'Well, this is the place.' She looks at the ring, which holds an aquamarine stone, then back at the house. A shiver runs down her spine and she cannot tell if it is excitement or fear behind it. The worn look of the house appeals to her curiosity but the anonymity of the letter causes her anxiety to spike. 'Deep breath, you've been through weirder things than this.'

As she approaches she makes out the end of a conversation. Before her are two girls and one boy, but none with a familiar face. They seemed to have not noticed her approaching. With three bounces she is up the steps and catches the door before it can close. 'Hey, wait up!'