The air was icy cold.

So cold, it made Rebecca shiver uncontrollably.

But the thermostat was definitely off.

And something was wrong with the lights, too.

They were dim-flickering in and out, every shadow thrown sharply against the walls.

Rebecca's image appeared on the monitor, and at that moment, Daniel became frantic, struggling desperately against his restraints. He was terrified they'd hurt her.

Rebecca swallowed hard and shut the living room door behind her.

Hanging in the center of the room was a framed photo of Sandra.

In the picture, Sandra was smiling right at Rebecca.

A chill ran down Rebecca's spine, the tiny hairs on her arms standing on end. She rushed to turn on the television.

Static hissed from the screen.

The TV powered on, but nothing appeared-just a haze of white noise.

What was going on?

Was the TV broken?

Rebecca stepped closer, tapping the screen in frustration.

And then-

Snap!

room's lights went out all at

faint glow of

the power gone

stumbled backward, bumping into a chair with a

"Rebecca..."

"Rebecca..."

darkness,

sweat drenched

That voice-it couldn't be...

was Sandra's

was looking for

of the chair, her face drained of

Bang-

door to Sandra's old bedroom swung open on

billowed

white as paper, two

Sandra.

It was really Sandra.

knees buckled, her legs trembling so badly she nearly

softly, “it's cold down here. Come keep me

twisted, her voice rising to a furious shriek: "You're my daughter! How could you be

and Rebecca broke down, sobbing as she scrambled backwards on the floor. "You died of carbon monoxide

pills into my drink and left the stove on, all

never wake up! You wanted me dead

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