Games
Joe unlocked the front door and went outside again, looking for his cocoa. But it had been moved and was no longer resting on the ledge by the door. It was now about six feet away from the door, just inside the ring of illumination from the porch light. His heart sank and every hair on his neck stood on end. He knew all signs pointed to “danger.” Who had been watching him from the dark? And why were they trying to lure him out?