Zachary walked to school alongside his younger sister, Kelly. "I'm just one year closer to being an adult now!" He exclaimed, trying to make conversation with Kelly. He turned 17 yesterday and was obviously glad to be one year closer to being an adult. Kelly only rolled her eyes. Zach looked to be thinking of something else to say, he hated being in awkward silence. "Tomorrow is Saturday, lets do something," he suggested, hoping she'd say yes. Kelly looked to be thinking before answering, "sure, why not? What do you have in mind?" Zachary obviously didn't have a thought yet. He brushed a hand through his hair as he looked around. On their walk to school, they were just about to pass the forbidden house. "I got it! We should spend the weekend in there," Zachary said as he pointed to the house. "You've got to be crazy..."Kelly didn't seem ready to spend any time in the house, especially if it was for a whole weekend. The house was well known. It was known for an incident that could years ago. Nobody knows the true story except for the great great great grandson of the survivor. The story has been passed down, but this boy won't pass it down anymore, he just doesn't believe it. Speaking of this great great great grandson, Vladimir, sat right outside the school, waiting for the first bell to ring. He was a loner and almost always seen writing. Everyone always seemed to leave him alone, and he was perfectly fine with that. As the two siblings came to the school, Zach immediately started looking around, "I gotta find the others," he said, wanting to bring his friends along with them. Kelly only nodded, leaving him to do so. She walked up to the school building, heading to the art room as she waited for the first bell to ring.