"Weird..." Gideon mumbles. He inches his way over to the foot of the stairs. He watches the darkness quietly, thinking he might see some kind of movement. He assumed it must have been some kind of animal that sneaked in or was living there. Preferably a small harmless one. He gently touched the handle of the kitchen knife he had taken as reassurance. He then began carefully making his way upstairs. The wooden steps creaked loudly under his feet. He stopped at the very top of the staircase.


"W-Wait, Gideon!" Anne exclaimed, "It's dark and creepy up there, hold on!" She turned quickly and walked back into the kitchen. She quickly looked through the cabinets, hoping to find more candles. One of the cabinets was strangely filled with the same type of jar, though they were all empty, much to her luck. She finally found a couple of dusty old candles in one of the cabinets. She took them out and brought them back to the others. She lit one and hurried up the stairs to hand it to Gideon. She then began inching back downstairs. She didn't think to light the other candle, and she had no desire to find whatever gave them that strange sensation.