Xander the horror lover

 

 

As Xander looks around, he finds an old photograph. Inside there is a family portrait, but the faces of the adults have faded away. The only figure he can fully make out is a small girl, about the same age of Emily. He feels the hair on the back of his neck stand up.
Something doesn’t feel right, Xander should look for Emily outside again.
Xander should follow the footprints anyway. Ghosts aren’t real.