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Chapters (47)
  1. SIGIL PAGE
  2. DOLLHOUSE PAGE
  3. LARKSPUR HOUSE LETTER
  4. TITLE PAGE
  5. DEDICATION
  6. CHAPTER 1
  7. CHAPTER 2
  8. CHAPTER 3
  9. CHAPTER 4
  10. CHAPTER 5
  11. CHAPTER 6
  12. CHAPTER 7
  13. CHAPTER 8
  14. CHAPTER 9
  15. CHAPTER 10
  16. CHAPTER 11
  17. CHAPTER 12
  18. CHAPTER 13
  19. CHAPTER 14
  20. CHAPTER 15
  21. CHAPTER 16
  22. CHAPTER 17
  23. CHAPTER 18
  24. CHAPTER 19
  25. CHAPTER 20
  26. CHAPTER 21
  27. CHAPTER 22
  28. CHAPTER 23
  29. CHAPTER 24
  30. CHAPTER 25
  31. CHAPTER 26
  32. CHAPTER 27
  33. CHAPTER 28
  34. CHAPTER 29
  35. CHAPTER 30
  36. CHAPTER 31
  37. CHAPTER 32
  38. CHAPTER 33
  39. CHAPTER 34
  40. CHAPTER 35
  41. CHAPTER 36
  42. CHAPTER 37
  43. PREVIEW
  44. ENDPAPERS
  45. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  46. SHADOW HOUSE APP
  47. COPYRIGHT

But Lou didn’t turn back. The girls were talking to each other about the fastest route toward an exit.

“Lou!” he tried again.

Connie squeezed his shoulder. She shook her head and shushed him again. Annoyed, he pulled back and ran after his sister.

When he was several steps away, he reached out for Lou’s hand. But his own hand bounced off, as if he and his sister were repelling magnets. She didn’t flinch, didn’t turn around, didn’t notice at all.

Jason looked back to Connie. “What’s wrong? Can’t she—”

“Larkspur is a strange place,” Connie whispered, hurrying after the girls. “You and I are … like ghosts here. If you want to communicate with your sister, you need to play by different rules.”

“What rules?”

Connie crossed her arms. “Rule number one,” she whispered. “Do not make the creature aware of you.”

Lou and Sadie wandered off around a corner. Panic roiling in his gut, Jason called out again. “Lou!” Connie squeezed his shoulder again. Harder this time, enough that it hurt.

Down the hall, from the opposite direction, the growling sound came again. Now that he was inside the house, he could feel the floor vibrate and hear the walls and the ceiling creak.

Uh-oh …

Connie cleared her throat. When Jason turned to face her, she said, “This was a mistake. I told you …”

He blinked, and she was gone.

CHAPTER 7

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“STRAIGHT AHEAD,” SAID Lou, pointing toward a set of stairs. “There should be a door at the bottom.”

The growling sound erupted behind them again.

The girls hurried forward. At the top of the staircase, they looked back to find the hallway was still empty.

“How do you know so much about this place?” asked Sadie.

Heat flooded Lou’s face. She tried to put together the answer to Sadie’s question in her head before she spoke it aloud, but every combination of words would make her sound insane. Finally, she just blurted it all out. “It looks almost exactly like my dollhouse back home.”

She told Sadie about her nightmares and Marcus and what she’d overheard her mother and aunt talking about from the kitchen and then how she’d fallen asleep in Marcus’s bed in Ohio before waking up on the velvet daybed in the room down the hall.

By the time they reached the bottom step, Sadie stared at her with relief. “I don’t know how any of this happened, but I’m glad to have you with me, Louise.”

Lou was shocked that this stranger seemed to accept everything that Lou had just told her. There was a realness in her eyes—something that the rest of this place was lacking. “It’s Lou,” she said with a shy smile. “And I’m glad we’re together too, but I wish we didn’t have to be. How did you … find yourself here?”