Today is another unfulfilled yet appreciated day of summer. Being only nine, you didn’t have much to do. No phone, limited iPad time, and only a few friends in town. You lived in a quiet beachside town, with a park and a shopping center at walking distance. The condo right beside yours had a car parked in front of it for the first time in a while, and although it intrigued you, you didn’t go too close.

You had decided to spend the day at the beachside park with your friends, Olivia and Max, and had a fun time overall! Max and Olivia were spending most of the time together, and although you were third-wheeling, you didn’t mind too much. After Olivia’s mom had picked her up, Max walked off in the opposite direction to go home on his own.

On your walk home, you notice a man. Long black hair that reached his mid-back, an old-looking band tee with the sleeves cut off, and worn out jeans. The man looked old to a nine year old, having a bit of a beard and all.

When the man spots you, he moves from where he was standing between your house and the house next door and smiles at you.

“Hi, kiddo! Me and my son Julien just moved in over here. Do you live at this house?”

He points to your house, the one next to his. You…